this “young” man, his posture centered around a thick cylindrical neck, which he thrusts forward like a dog would, offering the jugular to one he trusts, is a soul after all, seeing things his, or it’s way (as it is possible that the core has no duplicities) and you can tell by the glint of his eye that he is onto something BIG. that is, he KNOWS it, he FEELS it, it is his THING. bless him in all his savvy coolness. Max Wolf.
