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Post by catdishy on Dec 29, 2007 4:26:42 GMT
the men's department to take a peek...
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 29, 2007 12:10:31 GMT
...at all the hats on display, and wondered if...
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Post by catdishy on Dec 30, 2007 4:11:41 GMT
he dare try another one on...though the weather in NYC had warmed up ..
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 30, 2007 10:12:49 GMT
.....but he had a new reputation to maintain, so he....
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Post by catdishy on Dec 30, 2007 17:25:25 GMT
gamely set a classic grey fedora on and stepped back to take it in full length..
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 31, 2007 12:04:50 GMT
.....and decided it was just perfect! Then while he was there, he also took a look at....
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Post by catdishy on Jan 1, 2008 9:24:16 GMT
men's classic black berets...mugging a bit, he pulled at it til it sat at a rakish angle...stroking his chin thoughtfully, he..
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Jan 2, 2008 0:55:40 GMT
...thought he'd get into the act, and put on his best Count Armand accent when he asked the salesman....
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Post by catdishy on Jan 2, 2008 2:45:04 GMT
"Mon vieux, qu'est que vous pensez?"
"Er...eh...bien, monsieur va bien comme ca mais perhaps...il would like it comme ca...
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Jan 2, 2008 14:21:10 GMT
Rufus looked embarrassed - he'd only spoken in French as a joke, and now he....
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Post by catdishy on Jan 2, 2008 21:04:45 GMT
is limited to "voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir" or " ou est le moutarde"...smiling nonchalantly, he picks up a traditional Astrakan hat and replaces the beret , cocking the new headpiece just so...very Dr. Zhivago-ish..
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Jan 3, 2008 12:25:06 GMT
...and in his imagination he was striding across the vast Siberian tundra towards his....
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Post by catdishy on Jan 3, 2008 21:35:00 GMT
destiny....while meanwhile, out on the streets of New York, which today was -6C. , considerably warmer than the Siberian steppes...
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Jan 4, 2008 13:52:04 GMT
....he could pretend he was in Moscow, on his way to find Lara, and to....
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Post by catdishy on Jan 4, 2008 17:53:32 GMT
save her from whatever had befallen her in his absence...jutting his chin forward, he strode through the men's shoes, pausing to inspect a pair here and there, until he spied...
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