Cotton candy and funnel cakes promise a night of bubbly fun, while the warm summer night air threatens to tell a different story. Caramel apples littered on the dry earth, as if they were abandoned in a hurry. Crunchy pistachio shelves crack under hurried feet.A quiet and almost translucent woman in a large debutante hat watches from the distance. ‘I’ve seen this before, it’s nothing new.’ As she quietly sips her sweet tea.
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