Searchlight Circus
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Chi-Chi. That's who I am while bending ever so crazily, and wearing doll makeup. I know, I know, it sounds quite ridiculous, I've never known anything more though. My real name is Tully Mae Begley. Born in Ireland, moved to England and now I have Searchlight Circus. But there's something strange happening. Is it in the lights?
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