I talked to a guy today who I just knew had those soft hands that get washed too much and uses his wife’s moisturizer. Like Dr. Harding, my eye doctor. He spoke very smoothly (not like, “ooh, he’s smooth!”, but like his voice was very calm and level and silky almost) and worked everything into his smooth flow of words. “and what’s your name? Zoë... that’s a cool name… I’ll send you that proposal and follow up to see if you have any questions.” No periods… just dot dot dot… move on… don’t stop. I could almost him staring into Kaa the snake’s hypnotizing eyes.
Well, that was a lot of unfounded observation. That’s all!
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