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I'm-h'uh-male something, my hair is not shiny but long, I smell like cinnamon warm vanilla brown sugar. I dress slightly metro sexual-esk with a hint of ruggedness. I like to eat, I like to drink, I like the fall, and the electric air in a dry winter day. Pumpkins turned into pies, single women in the first few weeks of spring, I run in the summers of June. More Zen less Emo, though I am strongly empathic.