I saw this guy on the PATH train today, and was inspired to write. Comments?

He said midwest without saying a word, from his conservative, side-parted hair, to his pressed and creased khakis with white bucks shoes. He stood, dictated by chivalry. The eyes behind the wire-rimmed glasses betrayed his youthful features, as did the lack of an ipod. As the train weaved its way through the tunnel, he rested those aged eyes. The kids took their toll.

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