THE FROG JOURNAL

The traveling flea circus

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The traveling flea circus Mr. Werlington frowns. The show has ended. The circus is quiet. There is no activity. All three rings have fallen silent. He watches the ringmaster’s office hoping to see any activity. Nothing. He leans back in his chair and rubs his eyes. He has been very busy. Furthermore, it was difficult…

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