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The Funhouse | Wholehearted Women

As a child, I went to the county fair with my uncle. The rides spun around with screaming teenagers, while children held tightly to their parent’s hand with one and a cone filled with sticky cotton candy with the other. Whiffs of roasted peanuts, funnel cakes, and saw dust filled the air. Fun houses perplexed…
— Read on wholeheartedwomen.org/2019/08/03/the-funhouse/

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