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Hence the sudden appearance in 1954 of men walking around the street with a pencil jammed up to their face, hand outstretched as though attempting to grope something, hats flying off their heads and taking their greasy, pomaded hair with it.
Mr. Businessman: it’s the best good will builder you have ever had. Nowadays you’d get shown the door if you passed these out, I suspect. Unless you claimed that the model was transgendered, perhaps. Then they'd be utterly confused, but err on the side of caution. Well, I suppose that's protected. |
