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| − | |align=center|<br>''A little over six feet, this black man carries himself with a walk that is light on the swagger and heavy on the charm. | + | |align=center|<br>''''<br><br> |
| − | He's got an athlete's frame, draped in expensive clothing that remains just subdued enough to only flirt with being flashy. His dark
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| − | complexion is nearly flawless, and he keeps his cheeks just as smooth as his bald head, leaving only a mustache and a thin black line
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| − | of hair that outlines his cheek and ends in the slight tuft of a meticulously maintained goatee. And though his just-too big lips usually are adorned with a warm, flashing smile, his dark brown eyes carry a shrewd intensity that betrays a calculating mind.
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| − | This man definitely doesn't lack a sense of style. Sharply dressed in a charcoal suit in the latest style by Christian Dior.
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| − | A navy blue tie swirled with thin gold lines is tucked into a smartly fitting vest worn over an immaculately white oxford shirt. A
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| − | pair of thick soled, highly shined black dress shoes tuck out from beneath the breaking folds of his flat front, French designer
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| − | Two carat diamond studs in each ear, a gold chain draped from a pocket watch in his vest, and a pair of diamond adorned
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| − | rings grace two fingers of each hand. Young, probably in his late twenties or early thirties, he defines all there is for any right
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| − | wing Republican to fear: young, black, and rich.
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