It was a Victorian sort
of cape
I tried to drape.
A functional garment
of independent color, and
would keep the weather out. Not one
of these vampire stage magician superhero
deals. The fact that it would swirl and twirl
well was incidental to its functionality. Point is
though: what the hell, it would probably still
strike you as the sort of thing
people would take as an affectation,
however you wore it.
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