The clown felt very proud, so he decided to look at the river and try to catch a glimpse of life. Moments before, he had taken his revenge.
We don't know for sure if it brought him peace, but nothing will ever lift the burden of being a faceless entertainment. A nobody, stripped of every single trait that could make him a he.
Destroyed was his heart that thought he loved her smile, destined to find it was just an infatuation in spite of pity.
He is a brilliant thing forced to play the fool in a game. A game of strain. Our hero did not gain; he lost everything he had a hold on; no more pain.
| Inspired by the 1924 film He Who Gets Slapped by Victor Sjöström
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