The guy next to me on MARTA right now is making me wish I were an aspiring actor readying myself for an audition to play the part of a loco-genius. I'd just learn him. Much like the Jaime Foxx character and hid Cello, this guy is socially like Foster and his sports stats, but not sure of the strength in such a short parallel path.
Someone should tell this dude that talking in a high pitched baby voice to himself does not preclude us from eavesdropping. He's a pensive fellow, now rubbing his chin and staring off into top-left space as if he learned to think by looking at the cover of GQ. Except different. Very different. I'd hate to have missed this.
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