Re: Clowns: whats so creepy about them?
My aunt had many many little marionette clowns hanging from her ceiling, limp like corpses... slowly turning around on their strings... vacant stares. Sometimes you'd catch a glimpse as one of those blank gazes passed you, and you'd swear the thing was sizing you up for latter that night.
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What kind of peace do I mean and what kind of a peace do we seek? Not a Pax Americana enforced on the world by American weapons of war.... not merely peace for Americans but peace for all men and women -- not merely peace in our time, but peace in all time.
JFK
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