It was on the way home yesterday, and he was wearing a very funny hat. It was made of straw and was decorated with wild bits of fuzz and pieces of string the color of cotton candy. Apart from the hat, the gentleman was distinguishly dressed, as though on his way out the door a sudden fit of pique seized him and he felt the need for a bit of mardi gras. 


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