Year of publication: 2013
Mike Shevdon The Eighth Court ONE The fair was an assault on the nostrils. The press of bodies intermingled with the sickly scent of spun sugar over diesel fumes from the generators, cut by the ozone tang of sparking electricity from the rides, gave him indigestion, not helped by the thumping bass of the music. It had Marshdock feeling sick even before hed found the meeting place. One of the oldest of the travelling fairs originally theyd been a nexus for information exchange and maintaining ...
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