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Old large storage trunk (sell) boxes aren’t just places to keep things. They’re keepers of journeys. Before plastic tubs filled every house, trunks were the way people travelled. Built solid, heavy duty, sometimes decorated with brass corners or painted lettering. When I first stumbled across the circus clown trunk, I just stared. The red-nosed clown staring upside down across the front felt like more than decoration. It felt like a memory of a lost world — a carnival gone by.

I still think about when the circus came to town once a year. Posters glued to walls promised elephants, fire breathers, acrobats — and storage trunk always clowns. Looking at the trunk feels like it was there backstage, stuffed with costumes and props, waiting for the show to begin.

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