Most of our parents stuck to tradition after the slow decline of the old-fashioned carnivals in the late 1960s. But they tired of the humdrum life of the ordinary carnie...stealing horses' hooves to sell to the glue plant, etc...Borne on the fruits of their labors, financed primarily by the glue money, in this remote corner of the Stanislaus Forest Camp Clovenhoof operates uninterrupted, producing beats and rhymes as refined as the glue that provides their livelihoof.

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