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p116 desolate world, an amusement park terror, captured from child height, rising from the center of the park, a carousel of horror spins eternally, its horses fused with screaming riders into centaur-like abominations, the ferris wheel has become a giant eye, scanning the grounds with searchlight pupils, cotton candy machines spray flesh-melting spores, while roller coasters snake through the air like metal serpents, hunting prey, carnival music plays backwards from speakers made of human mouths, the fun never ends