Getting up from my banquette seat to make a pot of tea, I stepped on something funny. Feeling a little panicked about what could possibly feel like that, I looked down to discover that it was a misplaced clown nose.
I'm not sure which I find more bizarre. The sudden and inexplicable appearance of a clown nose on my floor, or the fact that this occurrence struck me as in no way out of the ordinary.
Quel vie de cirque.
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