My mom had a photograph of my uncle in his Navy uniform. He was so breathtakingly handsome. Young, perfect. Dark hair and eyes, tall. A beautiful man. This became my standard of handsome for the rest of my life. Now, decades later, there’s an old fart like me who works out at the same gym I do. He reminds me of my uncle. I can’t keep my eyes off him.
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