On Saturday mornings WaWa ate lox and bagels with his wife, DeDe, while they admiringly watched the Hasidic Jewish people stroll to synagogue dressed up in their formal attire. WaWa couldn’t take his eyes off their hats. He had to have one. They searched to find the perfect one. Finally finding it, they waited for it to arrive. As soon his Borsalino Fedora arrived, WaWa placed it on his head. He never took it off. At least, he tried to never take it off.I’m a paragraph. Drag me to add paragraph to your block, write your own text and edit me.