• Forgive me sir for asking, but have you ridden with me before? I see lots of faces...but you...there is something distinct about you. Tell me if I'm talking to much, but I am reminded of this story...concerns a young chap...bright, smart... full of heart. His neighbor, an English tailor... sees something in him... wants to help out. Makes the kid a suit, cuts it just so... gets him the right shirt...the right tie, gives the kid confidence...oh and I almost forgot...shoes. The tailor, he won't accept a dime... not that the kid had anything to give...but what he does have, are some stock certificates... shares in some business he is starting...shares ain't worth..not a nickel...but the tailor...puts the shoes away...forgets about them but never forgets about the kid. Years later, the tailor finds the certificates... and now they are worth... a fortune. The English tailor wants to find the kid... and thank him, but the closest he gets are stories...stories about this man...successful, generous...never in the spotlight. Makes things happen then...vanishes. I don't know his name, or if he ever existed, but I'd like to believe he is real.
~Gucci~
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The fact that this is a men's tailoring ad has nothing to with the story. So the last couple of seconds of the ad have no real part in my story. I'm also not being funded or sponsored by "Gucci". I simply just saw this ad and liked the the tone and mood if it and it inspired me to write a story.
