Having had a large glass of Ouzo,
Roll up on the edge of his lip,
Top shirt button undone and hair swept to the side, he feels the Bouzouki vibes as sweat collects on his long tash,
The epitome of nonchalant and carefree,
His Movements are silk as he glides on the dancefloor with ease,
Greek blood pulsates through his body as he extends his arms for the Hassapiko, with slow and masculine steps he improvises with sheer enjoyment like an artist with a brush painting his most beloved and familiar scene, his body is perpetual poetry.
He fills the atmosphere with passion and zest like all those times back in the day when Men were Men!
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