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Flanking the ring is the side show with all its gaudy trinkets and trashy food.  I always wanted one of those kewpie dolls on a stick ... never did get one.

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  1. Oh I know the ones you mean - yes, I too wanted one. LOL, such deprived childhoods ;-)

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  2. Love the angle and colours. I remember shooting the ducks I wasn't into cupie dolls.

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  3. Now you've made me smile! :-) What a very cool image.

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  4. I got one.
    Which became separated from the cane it was on.
    The cane lived on top of the kitchen cupboard for whackings.
    You had to be pretty bad to get "the stick" - but geez it hurt.
    (now I'm gunna go and tell my mum I've told the w.w.w. she used to whack me - hehheehee - sweet revenge).

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