Isbn: 9798184757032 - the science of a circus brawl: 177 (the science of everything) (5 resultados)

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Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. The Day the Circus Fought BackNobody woke up that morning planning to call out the militia over a circus.That is the first important lesson in the science of a circus brawl. Disaster rarely arrives wearing its proper hat. It does not knock politely and say, "Good morning, I am here to turn your cheerful afternoon into a civic embarrassment." It comes disguised as entertainment. It smells like horses, fried dough, damp canvas, fresh-cut grass, pipe smoke, sawdust, and the suspicious optimism of men selling tickets from a wagon. It arrives with a brass band.The town expected spectacle. It expected music, animals, acrobats, clowns, riders, tumblers, barkers, banners, and painted wagons bright enough to make everyday life look like it had been stored too long in a cellar. It expected children to point, ladies to gasp, men to pretend they were too mature to enjoy it, and then enjoy it harder than anyone. It expected an elephant if fortune was generous. It expected a day worth remembering.It did not expect a fight large enough to become legend. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. …

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Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. The Day the Circus Fought BackNobody woke up that morning planning to call out the militia over a circus.That is the first important lesson in the science of a circus brawl. Disaster rarely arrives wearing its proper hat. It does not knock politely and say, "Good morning, I am here to turn your cheerful afternoon into a civic embarrassment." It comes disguised as entertainment. It smells like horses, fried dough, damp canvas, fresh-cut grass, pipe smoke, sawdust, and the suspicious optimism of men selling tickets from a wagon. It arrives with a brass band.The town expected spectacle. It expected music, animals, acrobats, clowns, riders, tumblers, barkers, banners, and painted wagons bright enough to make everyday life look like it had been stored too long in a cellar. It expected children to point, ladies to gasp, men to pretend they were too mature to enjoy it, and then enjoy it harder than anyone. It expected an elephant if fortune was generous. It expected a day worth remembering.It did not expect a fight large enough to become legend. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. …