Day after day, round after round, from one city to the next, year after year - Leslie (†), Alibaba (†), Zenzi (†) and Toni were riding horses at the fair. Their heads were laced close to their chests, giving guests the impression that they were fiery. Constantly changing riders, from anxious children to exuberant 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.
