Eyes were popping at 7th and Montana this week as a dead ringer for Buffalo Bill made the scene wearing a suede jacket with tassels and a ten-gallon hat. "Now there's something you don't see every day," said one witness, "Who does he think he is, Roy Rodgers?" I, for one, think his jacket with all that stuff hanging off it, was tailor-made for Our Favorite Starbucks. Where else would you expect to find the lunatic fringe ...?
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I worked for twenty-five cents an hour as a teenager to save for one of these jackets in the 50's. Never made it to the extra long fringe stage. I got my jacket though.
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