It is remarkable to me how many of the elements of a fair from my childhood have not changed at all: the Zipper is still a ride (and still called The Zipper); the scent of fried dough still fills the air; and midway games still offer terrible prizes. I overheard a young couple arguing about such a win: TJ, left, spent $3 on a balloon game to win this painting of a scary clown, which irritated Danielle, on the right. She has a prejudice against anything in costume. "I hate clowns. I don't like them at all, or the Easter Bunny, or Santa Claus. None of it." She agreed to look at it for this picture, but otherwise demanded he keep "the stupid thing" covered up.
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