To complete the ensemble, he wore a jeweled rapier at his side, a floppy hat surmounted by a three-foot yellow plume, and so many silver and brass buckles he actually jingled like a sack of coins as his mount picked its way up the road.
by T. Coraghessan Boyle
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The character described stands out with an extravagant appearance, reflecting a flamboyant style that draws immediate attention. His outfit is accessorized with a jeweled rapier, suggesting he possesses a sense of both danger and elegance. The attention to detail in his attire, including the floppy hat adorned with an impressive yellow plume, indicates a personality that thrives on flamboyance and perhaps a touch of theatrics.

Additionally, the multitude of silver and brass buckles contributes to the visual and auditory spectacle of his presence, creating a jingling sound as he moves. This auditory detail enhances the imagery of him being larger-than-life, making his mount's journey up the road not just a physical passage but also a display of charisma and individuality. Such vivid imagery evokes curiosity about his character and the narrative he is part of.

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