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"You want to know more about me, eh? Well, just ask."
He looks out to see you looking at him, mute, unable to ask anything, as if this were a one-way communication between you and him...
"OK, let me start, then. Basic info. Name? Ain't it obvious? Height? Six feet one inch tall. Weight? Unknown, but my belt size is nearly the same as my height, to give an indication. Anything else?"
He stares at you, his large arms crossing against his chest, his mammothjutting out in front of him. After waiting a few more silent moments,during which he wonders why you don't say something...
"Hmmm... I guess you can tell by looking at me that I am African-American."
His brown/black eyes peer at you curiously, wondering what you're thinking.
"Anything else you wanna know...? Don't be shy... just ask, OK?"
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