
As a ten-year-old in the deep South in 1927, Lula Carson Smith viewed once more with terror and fascination the midway freaks who made their fall trek to her hometown, Columbus, Georgia: the Rubber Man, the Pin Head, the Cigarette Man, the Lady with the Lizard Skin… The child craved eye contact with these strange withdrawn creatures who sometimes stared at her sullenly or smiled and crooked a finger beckoningly. Yet she dared only to steal oblique glances, fearful of a mesmeric union. Lula Carson knew intuitively their abject loneliness and felt a kinship through some mysterious connection.
Carr/Lonely
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