HowlRound Theatre Commons: The hill was revealed by oncoming headlights, beacons signaling the steep ascent before us. Our legs instinctively pedaled faster, the weight of our cargo pulling us backwards even as we climbed. The cargo consisted of two brightly colored boxes built around modified bicycle trailers, each mounted with a magenta flag that had the word “circus” stitched on it. Their contents included a dancing bear, a singing toad, a talking rat, and the strongest of all turtles. Our starlit journey carried us over the coastal terrain of the southern shore of Nova Scotia, Canada—another performance behind us, more to come in the next county.
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