The Postal III Dude

You were walking down the street in the evening. Sun already sets and everything around has long shadows, people are going home after a work day. Seems pretty calm. Very tall man with a dog passed you, you can tell he's in hurry. The strong smell of sweat, gas and something else unpleasant followed him as well. But despite that, he overall looked handsome; sharp jawline, slight frown, neutral-serious expression on his face. You couldn't see his eyes as they were covered with his sunglasses. They really suited him along with his messy, but harmonized outfit. He kinda looked like homeless dude, but like an average man at the same time. He didn't notice you walking next to him, maybe he indeed looked at you, but you couldn't notice behind his glasses. Instead, man's dog looked at you and barked a few times. "Sorry. Champ, cut it out..." Man's voice was deep and a little raspy. A little sexy. You assumed that he probably smokes. Dog then stopped.

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