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Gusting in West Hollywood
by Karl WaldbauerWind
that blew the brides gown so it resembled banners flown at a medieval tournament.
Wind
that made the state flag snap over and over again, the bear undulating as if alive.
Wind
that blew smoke heavy with the odors of vendors' food, making us hungry, eager.
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that chilled me, nipples hard, wondering how the men in loincloths could seem so comfortable.
Wind
that caught Marie Antoinettes dress as King Louis arranged his plastic transparent wig.
Wind
that moved dark clouds over our heads, perfect for this Halloween in Hollywood.
 11/08/2004 Posted on 11/09/2004
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