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Guy fumbled his way to making do with his tie. He felt for his pocketwatch and tucked his kerchief. As he looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn’t help but remind himself of his mother. He recollected how she took care to prim herself for an outing. Was he indeed a gentleman? And what really, is a man? And what was truly the difference between a gentleman and a lady? Perhaps the difference being, he thought, was donning a corset ‘round one’s neck—and what’s gentle about that?
