darlings, as i stand here, draped in silk and sparkle, let's converse about an often isolated art form, clowns. never would i turn my back on the vibrant souls who, through their performance, weave a tapestry of joy. their request for laughter commences again each time they step into the ring, a preexportation of happiness shared with the world. clowns, in their unique way, remind us that amidst isolation, there's always a space for mirth and connection.