Remember the sultry evening when you took your first Ferris Wheel ride? Your bare, sunburned legs dangled 80 feet over the fairgrounds and the seat beneath you swayed crazily with every shift of the giant wheel. The bright, surreal lights of the carnival blurred as you orbited through the night air.
When the ride was over, you counted your tickets to see if you had enough to do it again.
Peter Joseph can simply glance at a new carnival ride and predict whether the crowds will eat it up. But he's no Gypsy...
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