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Nano update
I'm at about 18K. not bad. A little behind for me. Last night I was wiped out. today I just ache. There's a lot more het in this than I thought.
Anyway, have a glimpse of the Phantasmagoria.
The show began. Lisa watched, shifting uncomfortably as a very good-looking black man waring evening tails and a van dyke beard with handle-bar mustache came out on stage. He smiled over the audience.
“I am Marvello, Master of Illusion,” he announced. “I do, however, require an assistant.” At that cue, two roustabouts wheeled an elaborate Egyptian mummy case onto the stage. Marvello threw it open to reveal a half-unwrapped, dessicated mummy, its flesh black on visible bones and its teeth bared in a rictus. The audience predictably recoiled.
“Hannah, darling? Can you hear me?” he called.
From all around the tent came a sepulchral woman's voice. “I hear you, Marvello.”
“I need you.” Something flickered in the mummy case. “Across the years I call to you, beckoning you from your long sleep to my aid,” he intoned, as the mummy swelled with life, now clearly female and draped in the artful wrappings. “Come to me, my wife of all eternity.” With that, he stepped to the mummy case and extended his hand into it, helping Hannah, now dressed in the wrappings, death mask and headpiece, step out of it.
She took a quick bow and ducked backstage to change into an abbreviated form of the evening tails that Marvello wore. She wore high heels and net stockings that came to the high, french-cut legs of her body suit. Her van dyke and handle-bar mustache were as immaculate as his.
Lisa looked more and more uncomfortable with each illusion, until a little scream escaped her at the guillotine trick. She clutched Nick. At the end, Hannah and Marvello circled the audience selling autographed show cards of themselves for a quarter, and a small vanishing box magic trick for seventy-five cents. Nick offered, but Lisa didn't want either thing. Nick got the card of Hannah suspended across the points of three swords.
Anyway, have a glimpse of the Phantasmagoria.
The show began. Lisa watched, shifting uncomfortably as a very good-looking black man waring evening tails and a van dyke beard with handle-bar mustache came out on stage. He smiled over the audience.
“I am Marvello, Master of Illusion,” he announced. “I do, however, require an assistant.” At that cue, two roustabouts wheeled an elaborate Egyptian mummy case onto the stage. Marvello threw it open to reveal a half-unwrapped, dessicated mummy, its flesh black on visible bones and its teeth bared in a rictus. The audience predictably recoiled.
“Hannah, darling? Can you hear me?” he called.
From all around the tent came a sepulchral woman's voice. “I hear you, Marvello.”
“I need you.” Something flickered in the mummy case. “Across the years I call to you, beckoning you from your long sleep to my aid,” he intoned, as the mummy swelled with life, now clearly female and draped in the artful wrappings. “Come to me, my wife of all eternity.” With that, he stepped to the mummy case and extended his hand into it, helping Hannah, now dressed in the wrappings, death mask and headpiece, step out of it.
She took a quick bow and ducked backstage to change into an abbreviated form of the evening tails that Marvello wore. She wore high heels and net stockings that came to the high, french-cut legs of her body suit. Her van dyke and handle-bar mustache were as immaculate as his.
Lisa looked more and more uncomfortable with each illusion, until a little scream escaped her at the guillotine trick. She clutched Nick. At the end, Hannah and Marvello circled the audience selling autographed show cards of themselves for a quarter, and a small vanishing box magic trick for seventy-five cents. Nick offered, but Lisa didn't want either thing. Nick got the card of Hannah suspended across the points of three swords.
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Everything is priced a little too low.
In 1985, a ride ticket was 75c.
Most rides took 2-3 tickets.
(or so I remember from the Missouri State Fair)