Nowhere left to run away to: The final days of the circus

SARASOTA, Fla. — Goodbye to death-defying feats — daring young men and women on the flying trapeze, whip-wielding lion tamers, human cannonballs. Goodbye to the scent of peanuts and popcorn, the thrill of three rings, the jaunty bum-bum-dadadada of circus