Public Embarrassment Is Fuel
Private embarrassment is poison
It was my first street performance
I was beet red with shame, and wanted to find a hole in the ground I could crawl into.
All because I was being completely ignored.
I’d just performed a clowning and circus routine that I finally found the courage to present to a public audience sitting on the tiered steps of Pioneer Square, downtown Portland.
Hundreds of o…
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