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He never wore an Ascot and probably never will.
His scholarship isn't worth half my closet.
He reads old books and stays at home on Saturday nights.
He does his own laundry and sometimes his own lunch.
I've seen him counting dimes to pay a coffee.
He's never been to Europe and he hardly can differ a Perrier-Jouet from a Dom Perrignon.
He thinks working is honorable and he fell in love with the first girl he kissed.
He's so different from me it's pathetic.
But oh those Brooklyn lips…
Thank you.