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January 18th, 2003

Fedora.

There was a fedora that sat upon a hat rack, and stared at the people that went by. As dust collected, and style changed, the fedora became cynical, and counted the bald patches on men and women and their children. If they did not have one, the fedora, with a twitch of its grey felt edge, obliged.