I am a traditional man. I eschew scheduled introductory dates. I think they are mechanical. My relationships are organic. I meet romance in the park, or the restaurant: on the bus, or the library. Online encounters rarely live up to their promise in real life. Hope wore me out.
I am a traditional man. I do not think much of wine. You don't either. Four Cousins tastes like burnt paper. and 4th Street like smoke. But it brings you closer to sophistication. So you sip it & jostle for pictures next to it. Find me in porridge on a quiet Friday evening.
I am a traditional man. You will not find me outside past 8:00 pm. I chase nothing in the dark that I might not find in the light. I carry bread home, after a long day at work. And though it be quiet sometimes, my house embraces me.
I am a traditional man. I tuck in t-shirts. And keep short hair. Any beauty I pursue ends at cleanliness. I iron my jeans, I do not know colognes. I don't like bright colors on me. My pants are black, my shirts are white. No, I am not old. Neither rich. But, I will be.
I am a traditional man. I have one walking style. It is called fast. I walk with my shoulders straight & my handshakes are firm. I try to keep my word. Sometimes, I fail. I will tell you when I do. For you, I will give it the best I've got.
I am a traditional man. I do not understand the cinema. With its predictability and artificiality. The noise and the precarious catwalks are not for me. Sit here, beautiful woman. We'll watch our movies in the backyard. Or the balcony. We don't need the world.
I am a traditional man. Potbellies are the devil's workshop. It is in there that corruption is brewed. So I run in the mornings. To prepare for the day ahead. Like the ancestors before me. And when I hold a woman beneath me, it rains, nay floods. She mumbles my name in sleep.
I am a traditional man. I respect people, I do not fear being kind & I try to be generous. I say little among strangers - enough among friends. I do not go to church, but don't give a mind that you do. I learned to live in my world, that you might live in yours.

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For the ambitious man, perception is the bane of his life. He carries ambition like a camel carries its hump. And he might get his heart's desires. But at such a great cost he'll wonder if it was worth the bother. Yet this is the fate we are dealt. And so we must carry it.
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