And All Is Right With The World

For years, I've driven past the revival palazzo--the one with the Hummer and the Ferraris and the Porsche, the one that's just the exactly wrong color of chiffon yellow--on my way in or out of town, and I've wondered who? And then I saw him walking the little dog, the portly man with the toupee the colors of a red ruffed lemur. I am now at peace.