I don't know about that, but no one will tell you to your face.
Well - if I'm interpreting your response correctly; you're saying I'm a rough-looking person. Well, I am - and trust me; it is neither arrogance nor hubris when I state that both my skills and toughness match that picture. I live at the lowest levels of society; my neighborhood is a slum. Where I live, I am forced at least once a week to fight to defend myself and others. In the five years I've lived here, I've engaged in more than a hundred physical confrontations; at least a fifth of those involved weapons. Of all the murders committed in Edmonton in the past year, more than half
have been committed within two blocks of my apartment. This single fact has given me the aspect you see in the picture.
Still; don't be fooled. I'm a drunk and a fighter; that is true. But my primary interests are in arts, culture and music. Other apartments in my building blare hip-hop and gangsta-rap; mine has opera and Gershwin floating through the paper-thin walls. I love musicals; I melt into tears when watching Mary Poppins or The Sound Of Music. I thrill to Cats; and can sing most parts verbatim.
Don't judge a book by it's cover; as the old saying goes. I'm everything you see in that photo; I'm also a lot more.