IN ON THE JOKE
(something about a hat)
This [this] was a solid line,
an esplanade of wide-ranging
feature, a broad steel pilaster
set to slice, an eventful moment
well-remembered : I remembered
[somehow] leaving my green hat
behind. Dark green, it was. Not
Kelly. And then I recalled that the
nice girl nearby was right then
calling her husband (I assumed)
on the telephone, in a sort of panic,
saying : 'I left my keys at work, in
my jacket. And I left that there too.
I didn't realize it until just now. Where
can you pick me up, and when?
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It all went like that - in a smoothly
progressive way. She was wearing only
a vest, over work clothes, I guessed.
Office Maximus, you know. In an
opposite manner, as it goes, like in
an old cartoon where a villain can be
concealed by a tree, [thinner than he].
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Those guys were always near-to
completely obscured, except for a
tophat or a long, dark coat that always
gave them away, usually without them
even knowing it.Curious stuff : Whoever
watched [along with YOU the viewer] -
the hero or the lawman or the fox or the
coyote [comic foils each], was always
in one the joke and expected as well
you were in on it too.
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