Roadside carnival. Don’t you just love those words. It conjures up visions of strong men with barbells, sword swallowing vixens, and bearded ladies flanked by man-eating lions. A time between the worlds where anything could happen. They now play Hip Hop and pop songs about taking selfies over the loud speakers, but I still feel like I am in a Diane Arbus photo shoot honoring what were once called the “sideshow freaks.” This treasure caught me by surprise as I headed into town the other night. Life is so magical.