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The golden god of Farnsworth House.
Paul is a French-speaking, skateboarding,
breakfast-lunch-and-dinner-cooking dude who’s actually nice.
The first time I laid eyes on Kevin, he was dressed as a greasy pilgrim blacksmith, banging (as in making) nails over a hot forge.
Even covered in grime, there was a certain appeal.



Okay, so what would you think of a guy whose first words to you were:
"Let other such as yourselves adorn themselves in fine fabrics, in sensuous perfumes. . . But what is on the inside? Hmm? On the soul?"
Dave was a serious drama nerd.
Dave left Kelsey speechless.
(Which is quite an accomplishment.)