A Folk Exorcist's Life as a Performer

The setting sun slips away to the west, leaving behind the world's nest of strife. The poor don't want to live, while the rich don't want to die when their time comes. Traveling from place to place as a street performer, through avenues and alleys, east and west, north and south, I've witnessed too many partings and deaths, too many sides of human nature. Life is never easy.