There's no reason to doubt Matt when he says that. One glance at him confirms this irrefutable fact. Mr. Davis is the perfect specimen to introduce this blog, for he is truly a god amongst men. He strides past us at the gym, where we are utterly invisible to us.
What does Matt do for a living? I don't know, but I suspect it's a position of effortless authority. He has the sort of contemptuous sneer of a motorcycle cop. I can picture him in a leather jacket, gleaming tall boots, and snug breaches as he saunters up to the side of your car and demands to see your license and registration. You gladly consent, for just to spend a few minutes in his presence is a great privilege.
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