If I was an 1890’s vaudeville performer in a past life, I wrapped myself in scarves of many colors and danced along a high wire, inviting discordant revelry and breathing fire. This was my soundtrack… (NWS)
If I was an 1890’s vaudeville performer in a past life, I wrapped myself in scarves of many colors and danced along a high wire, inviting discordant revelry and breathing fire. This was my soundtrack… (NWS)