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Mr. Cannelloni's Circus

Mr. Cannelloni’s circus has been operating for generations—ever since his great-grandfather started it one hundred years ago. But with ticket sales dropping and the circus equipment falling into disrepair, the future of Cannelloni’s Circus looks bleak, especially when a strict special inspector arrives to look things over. Luckily Mr. Cannelloni’s wife, Rosita—once a daring tightrope walker—has some new bold stunts in mind. With the help of a snake woman, a strongman, daredevil horsemen, and other circus performers, Rosita launches “Operation Hannibal.” Will her risky rescue plan be enough to save Mr. Cannelloni’s Circus?

Mr. Cannelloni’s circus has been operating for generations—ever since his great-grandfather started it one hundred years ago. But with ticket sales dropping and the circus equipment falling into disrepair, the future of Cannelloni’s Circus looks bleak, especially when a strict special inspector arrives to look things over.
Luckily Mr. Cannelloni’s wife, Rosita—once a daring tightrope walker—has some new bold stunts in mind. With the help of a snake woman, a strongman, daredevil horsemen, and other circus performers, Rosita launches “Operation Hannibal.” Will her risky rescue plan be enough to save Mr. Cannelloni’s Circus?

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Budo gazed at his nervous animal passengers and decided<br />

to fetch Kasimir to help him calm the horses. As the<br />

soaking men reached the back of the animal truck, the back<br />

doors suddenly flew open on their own. The horses had<br />

kicked hard, breaking the truck’s rusty latches. Two of the<br />

horses managed to jump out of the wagon before the men<br />

got the doors closed again. Strongman Budo quickly tied a<br />

thick steel chain around the handles to serve as a temporary<br />

lock.<br />

The chaos on the bridge escalated. Kasimir was trying to<br />

catch the horses. One by one, the doors of the vehicles in<br />

the caravan opened, and the bridge was soon crowded with<br />

people running around in panic. Inside the Jeep, Rosita was<br />

crying and squeezing her husband’s arm.<br />

“Please, Ernesto, don’t go out there and leave me. You know<br />

I can’t stand this thunderstorm alone,” she pleaded between<br />

sobs.<br />

“Rosita, you’ll be fine. Right now my place is out there with<br />

the crew.” The circus owner pulled out a large megaphone,<br />

normally used for advertising the circus when they arrived<br />

in new towns. “I’ll send someone to keep you company.”<br />

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