Besides, his carnival was the best-priced one out there. The sad truth was a good deal of the New Frontier Territory didn’t have a pot to piss in. Yet, for the most part, the people were happy. Pockets of money existed, and more and more, Gabriel could see things starting to change for the better. In no way were they as well off as the Old Territory. It was hard to have everyone up to that level of living.
He took comfort in the knowledge his newest purchase managed to bring happiness and joy to people in desperate situations. It meant something to him. He’d figure out a way to continue to turn a profit, keep the workers safe and happy while making sure those in impoverished areas were still offered the experience of the show.
The magik of it all.
Tumbleweed blew past. He silently cursed for what he’d gotten himself into. The southeast section of New Frontier Territory hadn’t seen water in months and was hotter than a stick of dynamite lit on both ends. If something didn’t give soon, he’d likely burst into flames before he had his first official opening night. He had big plans for the carnival. For now he needed to focus on getting rid of any acts that ripped off patrons. A clean-running operation was what he was looking for. There were plenty of acts who were what they claimed. He didn’t need anyone making their dime by stealing from those less fortunate.
A large bald man approached, his handlebar mustache looking well-maintained and out of place with the current trends in men’s facial hair. The tight pants he wore were comical, but Gabriel kept his laughter to himself. The man had to be Gusto. The strong man he’d heard so much about. Gabriel didn’t want to point out he could lift more than the human male, so he offered a gentle smile. If Gusto needed to feel like the biggest, baddest guy around, Gabriel would permit it.
At least for now.
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