He was so set in his ways. A habitual smoker of fine tobaccos and his extensive collection of pipes were just a few of his many interests. "I must have a windsor knot, a flower upon my notched lapel, and walking stick in hand- otherwise, what's the point?" His interest in all things sartorial, as well as female, always led him down an exciting yet rarely rewarding path. As an older toad his passions reverted to the simpler things in life- gallery openings, attending events for close friends. Enjoying a simple shot of espresso on a Sunday morning with a chocolate chip biscotti. The women in his life had always thought of him as the man with the most potential; yet his failure to see it in himself had left him as a lonely bachelor, but a happy purveyor of the finer things in life.
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