"One of Prague's few remaining freaker-zones" is getting uprooted under cover of winter, says Buben Mafia.

It was almost like a Tom Waits song. Almost. Junkyard dogs, midgets, greasy kids with knives and the "mixer."

Are you talking about the Vystaviste carnival itself? Gone for good? Say it's not so! If so, I bid my final goodbye just a few months ago, and properly freaked out going up the rickety old ferris wheel. (Yes, I'm an acrophobe -- not because I'm afraid of falling, but because I'm afraid of jumping.)

In any case, the rabble wants more pictures, please.

I added stuff to a post below, by the way.