I went to a really rubbish village fair: flat beer, half-cooked food, tatty stalls - it was a fête worse than death. At next travelling fair I went all the barkers wore berets, stripy shirts and spoke with a French accent, and at every stall they told me that I had just missed the day's show. Apparently it was a fait accompli.
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