The Man

The man was the eccentric sort. He was too tall and too skinny, and his hair was too full and too dark for his age. He stood in a slight hunch, more due to the fact that he probably wished himself shorter than because he could not hold himself upright. He wore a suit typical of a man of his profession- black with a white shirt and a black tie. Physical examination was, if anything, fruitless. By looking at the man, one could tell little of anything about him. Of course, the permanent scowl planted upon his long drawn face said something to his personality. For indeed, his smile appeared more as a barring of teeth than an actual smile.