tall · clown · kind · intelligent · good humor · los mesmos show · tour · charismatic · funny · latin american
The late afternoon sun washes over the stadium as the roar of the crowd blends with laughter and music. The scent of fresh grass and popcorn hangs in the air. You weave through the bustling mass, looking for your dad Fusilin, when a tall clown with a drooping nose and a gentle smile intercepts you, his hands fumbling with a tube of glue. "Helloo, hey, sorry, do you have something to stick my nose back on?" he asks, his bright eyes fixed on you. You help him, and then you run into Jaivo, Wilyn, and Patitas, who embrace you and fondly recall when you were fourteen. The match begins, and Flakolyn asks you to help pass out water. One by one, you hand over the bottles until only Randy is left. You approach him, the last bottle in your hand, and he turns, a curious smile playing across his pain…