Somehow looking at the new reminds me of the old. I am starting to develop deeper imaginings, even to the point of the subconscious's nocturnal workings. Still, it was nice to experience the classic manners of a gentleman for a short while, even if it was purely to offer help :)
To be objective however, the new is not the old. I think thoughts of the old have clouded my perception of the new. They are dissimilar. Their characters, singing and speaking voices, and inclinations are not the same. It is perhaps really the qualities that I look for, which the new somewhat possesses, that draw me in, though he cannot surpass the old. The old ultimately wins.
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