The first thing that catches my eye is the bright yellow logo just below his left elbow, on the arm of his basic gray sweatshirt. He is leaning slightly to the left, using his arm to brace himself on the mahogany wood table. His elbow and upper left bicep rest casually on a forest green fabric place-mat, tipping him into an angled position. His faded blue baseball cap displaying the Denver Bronco's logo, circa 1993-1996, casts a soft shadow over his mysterious eyes and bushy eyebrows. The intensity of his stare contradicts the shine on his rosy cheek, which is creased due to the playful smile exposed beneath his pointed nose.
His black and well trimmed beard drapes a half-moon from one ear to the other, a dimple resides at the crest of his chin. Black hair plumes underneath his cap, sheltering his right ear. The left forearm crosses his body and a hand extends to rest his knuckles and folded fingers on his right arm. Gray blankets of his sweatshirt ripple across his right shoulder, intermittently waving down his arm. Looking from a distance, I see a high-spirited young man who is braced for action. I can't help but smile back, but the ebony stare holds a sinister pulse, like he knows what you are thinking.
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