I support Broadway Joe to wear his big fur coat if he wants to, but there is something about that oversized fluffed out coat that reminds me of what Hollywood thought black pimps would wear decades back. All Joe needs is one of those wide brimmed hats, a jeweled cigarrete holder and a walking cane to complete the picture.
And doubly absurd given the temperature was something like 45F, not 4F.
That’s heavy jacket weather.
Or a Superfly swordcane.
This story reminds me of what comes out when you play “Strawberry Fields Forever” backwards:
“A Pair of Sleepy Red Moose”