Lamp Karman - Circus

I can still picture those colourful posters. Trapeze artists twirling weightlessly through the air. Breaths taken and held for infinity. A besotted clown shooting a woman into the stars. Flamboyant silver and gold costumes. Fire-breathing, and the pungent smell of the flames. The lively sounds of the carnival band. All housed within a mesmerising striped Circus tent.