'Believe It or Not' was pretty much gone, now; too freaky for the politically correct twenty-first century. His audience, his adoring followers. ' He tweezed the dirt-dog out of Noel's little hand, then plumped him down in Jonesy's lap and resumed his seat. Tonight the area was almost deserted, except for the area marked LONG-TERM SEE YARD MANAGER MUST HAVE TICKET.
For a moment he could still smell peanuts and Duddits's cotton candy. 'Only I got it worse,' he said, zipping his coat back up again. 'Love you, man — and that's straight from the heart. Don't make me say it twice.
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