A fedora is like a heart.

No, really.

Really. I'm not even that high,

so you can believe me—

and even A. Sanks said so.

Because

a fedora eats up heads

and their hairs,

keeps their thoughts in place—

sometimes.

It doesn’t look like much

but, boy, do you feel it—

it doesn’t work on everyone

but it’s something, alright.

Because

what is more sophisticated

what stronger mark is there of mystery,

is there even anything

more subtly adventurous

and embarrassing

than a fucking fedora

A fedora is a

mindset, a lifestyle.

A fedora is a heart,

a heart is a fedora—

wait

no, no

what was it:

all fedoras are hearts,

not all hearts are fedoras..

all hearts are fedoras,

but not all fe—

oh like it matters

I’ll never understand the fedora,

but it’s fucking there.

What I do know, though,

is that you might own one or two fedoras

but three is just outrageous.

So a fedora is like a heart:

you should have fewer less than three

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