“COSTUME” in italiano

He had traded in his mendicant’s robes for a costume dating back to before the god driving, heavy with gold and silver thread.

The next exhibition area was a wall plastered with all sorts of images, including prints of red-and-white soup cans, a photograph of a cliff with the enormous faces of four presidents carved into the rock, a picture of a smiling family flashing the peace sign between two people zipped into a duck costume and a mouse costume, and print media that reported on a presidential assassination.

Dylan had been pissed—at the car, his dad’s attorney, and his dad—then he’d looked up and seen Joy in the window, eating alone, all prim and stuffy with her ponytail and starched outfit that looked like she’d raided the costume room of West Side Story.

A tangle of bones wrapped in a golden costume fell from the cradle, hitting the floor by Vand’s feet.