Day after day, round after round, from one town to the next, year after year - Leslie (†), Alibaba (†), Zenzi (†) and Toni were riding horses at the fair. Their heads were tightly laced to their chests, giving the impression in the guests that they were fiery. Constantly changing riders, from frightened children to boisterous adults - they had to put up with all this without complaint. When they were finally no longer usable, they were to be slaughtered, but by chance we discovered them. Their trauma was so great that they continued to walk in circles in the pasture for months.
