The Spaces Between Your Fingers

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Ben had been attending an event at Drexel University for Bob Marley’s birthday. A member of the a capella group, Cleftomaniacs, he was scheduled to perform at the event. On his way to the stage, however, he came across a colorful and feathered hat. This hat, he claims, spoke to his eccentricity, which is a characteristic he believes he inherited from his mother.

This girl’s hat had to be the most magnificent thing I’d ever seen. It was situated neatly on top of her dark hair, and as its chrome base reflected fluorescent light, three large yellow and red feathers radiated upward from its center. It sat there upon her head, beckoning to every eccentric person in the room. It sat beckoning to me.

Three seconds had barely gone by, and I concluded that it had to be mine. I wasted no time in introducing myself. The brisk pace of my steps correlated with my uncontained excitement. And suddenly I had approached her, I had extended my right arm, and I had opened my fingers wide.

“Hey there, I’m Ben. I like your hat”

“Thank you so much! Guess what?”

“What?”

“I appreciate your taste in hats!”

Interesting Hats for Interesting People

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Ben had been attending an event at Drexel University for Bob Marley’s birthday. A member of the a capella group, Cleftomaniacs, he was scheduled to perform at the event. On his way to the stage, however, he came across a colorful and feathered hat. This hat, he claims, spoke to his eccentricity, which is a characteristic he believes he inherited from his mother.

Decade: 2010s
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Recorded by Marcus Kunkle on April 14, 2014
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