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#24 Hat no.87

“Sorry to intrude but may I ask where you bought that exquisite hat? It’s my sister’s birthday soon and she would love something like that.”’

“It’s from a store around the corner.”

Pretty ones were the easiest to charm. 3 hours and many martinis later Neil dropped the intoxicated lady to a cab.

She didn’t realize he still had her hat. She would probably call for it tomorrow but the number on his card would direct her to the post office.
This was the 87th in his collection. It was doubtlessly a more exciting hobby than collecting stamps and postcards.