You have one of those faces. Forgettable. Features? Nondescript. Hair? Halfway between blond and brown. In the right light, could be...

I have no fashion sense. I never have. Basically, I’m one of those people who’ll wear what’s on the top of the pile. And the pile ain’t...

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