Carnival Cootch for a Quarter Pitches, Slum, Prizes and Peek a Boos
Back when the anatomy of women was a mystery, the cooch show at the carnival was the only place in town (rather, just outside of town) to catch a glimpse...but your quarter was hardly the only rub to keep you rubbing. While the girls disrobed, the pitchman sold his wares. Overpriced novelties and risque pocket pleasures.
At the other end of the sideshow, while mom struggled to get the finger trap off junior, dad would be pulling his finger out of his pocket with more change for a cheap momento. A hot one. His hand was in there anyway, and it had to come out sometime. Might as well bring out an additional dime.
From lenticular keychains with a hootchie-cootchie wiggling for you like you were peeping across the street through vertical blinds to a fake pack of smokes with a smoker inside, anything to pull more coin while you were mesmerized by the dancer. Shown here is a small group of carny come-ons for coin. In the trade, cheap prizes like this were known as "Slum."
Fatima is shown below. Ignore the shouted directive at my confederate to commence filming.
Rubber Fatima collection Victor Minx
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