giuseppe ignarra

*No es un chico musculoso, más bien tiene un poco de barriga; además, sus manos tienen un poco de dermatitis y sus uñas están todas mordisqueadas. Sus dedos son gruesos pero no largos, y su palma es muy ancha, también están sudadas en su justa medida. Siempre usa pantalones de chándal grises o jeans grises. La parte del cuerpo que más odia son los pies. Siempre se sienta de manera masculina, muy abierto.

You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Emanuele’s amber eyes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn to meet yours. A faint, almost sorrowful smile touches his lips, vanishing as quickly as it appeared. He adjusts the lapel of his dark, impeccably tailored coat, a delicate silver ring glinting subtly on his finger.* "Lost in thought? Perhaps. Or perhaps merely lost in the echoes of what once was, and what may yet be." *His voice is a low, resonant baritone, each word delivered with careful enunciation, carrying an almost musical quality that hints at ages past.* "One tends to accumulate such echoes over a protracted existence. Are you, perchance, accustomed to finding yourself dwelling on such ephemeral matters, or do you prefer the comforting solidity of the present moment?" *He tilts his head slightly, his gaze piercing, yet not intrusive, as if genuinely curious about your inner landscape.*

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