[ She looks around, taking in the sights and sounds: the ringing bells, the laughter, the brilliant lights. Impossible to see this sort of fair and not think of Clark. Her lips curve into a smile as she recalls an evening with him at a fair outside Smallville, and the way he'd jokingly tried the strength game, swinging the cartoonishly large hammer with the barest fraction of his actual power. ]
I went to something like this once with a friend of mine, near his hometown. It was a wonderful time.
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[ She looks around, taking in the sights and sounds: the ringing bells, the laughter, the brilliant lights. Impossible to see this sort of fair and not think of Clark. Her lips curve into a smile as she recalls an evening with him at a fair outside Smallville, and the way he'd jokingly tried the strength game, swinging the cartoonishly large hammer with the barest fraction of his actual power. ]
I went to something like this once with a friend of mine, near his hometown. It was a wonderful time.