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Clover Stroud was sometimes mistaken for her sister, Nell Gifford, co-founder and ringmistress of Giffords Circus.
Whenever this happened, Stroud would explain that her own performances took place strictly on the page: ‘I am the one without the circus; the one with all the children who writes about the way life feels.’
, Stroud’s third memoir, is about how death feels. Or rather, how life feels when death is ‘walking alongside’
