There was this balding guy, this tall American guy -- white guy features, a fake feminist. He had long arms, speed walker legs -- a woman's legs, but he was slow and loping. He knew big words, I know big words. I'm not a faker, either.
These guys -- this kind of guy perplexes me. He is not handsome, they are rarely handsome. Book smart people. Birds regurgitate. People eat birds, call them names, rats with wings, vectors for disease. They call them delicious, succulent, as well. I understand the attraction.
It is incredible. It is like the movies, when you go to the movies. If only it were fiction. Too much should be, ought to be fiction.