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To: Graystone who wrote (91568)	12/4/2002 4:14:13 AM
From: E. Charters	Read Replies (4) \| Respond to of 117026

Let me fill you in. I am 6 foot seven inches, a mountain of lithe muscle, devastatingly powerful, yet handsome and not aggressive or intimidating. I walk with an efficient, long, cat like stride and wear cloths off the rack well. (I steal them off many.) I have piercing eyes but a friendly smile and a shrill cackling laugh followed by a sardonic sneer. In my wide circle of close personal friends I am affectionately known as sh*head or Mr Sarcasmo. I take that as deeply complimentary. I have a way with women that inspires them to throw themselves at my feet, so it is a burden in life that I have acquired a way to let them down gently without causing them personal breakdown. Many of them remain close friends afterwards. Although I have not met Doug he was pointed out to me when I was in his neighbourbood hunting wildfowl with an M-60. He is remarkable short, 3 foot six I would say, about 75 years of age, and always dresses in a green 4 button suit with a high collar and a wide tie pinned at the throat. The tie hangs down as you would expect about to mid thigh. His elevator shoes have soles of 6 inches. I would say that is not an affectation of pride, but probably a convenience. He wears an outsize brim pork pie hat, pulled down over beady eyes that stare out fixedy from a wrinkled dour face of white, pasty almost sickly complexion. He stays behind blinds most of the time but peers nervously out onto the streeet where urchins play stick ball and watch for numbers runners. In asking around the neighbourhood I found people would not talk about him at all, but quickly changed the subject with an averted fearful glances, asking who I was and who wanted to know and why. Occasionally I would hear him referred to with resentful shrug as Mr. Big*. EC<:-}