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 | Art Opportunities Monthly Gallery Presents:Lisa Bohnwagner 
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 the fair I saw an elephant. Five dollars for a ride. On her back the 
kids were yelling, squirming and kicking as children do while she simply
 plodded round her small circle. Every day for a week or two she'll do 
the same, then she'll be loaded into a truck to move on to the next 
fair. Was she born into this life? Maybe she was rescued from an abusive
 situation. Perhaps she's retired from circus performance. Does she 
dream of the jungles of India or is she old and tired and content to 
simply do this. I'll never know, but I can admire her dignity and 
respect her grace to accept life as it is. 
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