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Angles and Lighting

I'm the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life: all the pictures you see of me weren't goofy moments with friends and family whose cameras sympathize. I'm not one for portraits or photographs. And I don't do well with a candid capture of the face I see every morning. Each angle is meticulously planned and preordained. Every gesture, the charming smirk you see in my smile, is scrupulously rehearsed like a Broadway show. Because lord help this man, if I let them see what I am, there ain't a body who'd love someone like that.
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32 / M / American
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Jul 14, 2013
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