For Scaccocrazy: it is not mandatory for him that meeting you or me or anyone else is pleasant. He is not completely hairless, but who cares! He doesn't have half a meter hair, you don't drown in your hair giving him a blowjob. Then unkempt ... well ... you will have caught him leaving the gym or you do not know what it means to meet someone his age today in central-northern Italy, not to mention in Europe. Go to Germany, go to England, go to France, go to Switzerland, go anywhere in Europe. Find me one OF HIS AGE who does his job and comes to you without a hat, or without a t-shirt (tank top in summer), or without jeans or trousers or a low-waisted suit, or with boots ... Here those in Italy who speak of style even in dressing should be combined as if they were Queen Elizabeth of stocazzo with ermine or mink and with a Louis Vuitton handbag on her arm, but please ... You begin to appreciate these people because, beyond what appears , they are people who do it maybe because they like it, but basically they do it for a living! Everyone happens to have to do a job and be disheartened with certain people / tasks, it's not like everyone can like it, damn it!
