Dark-haired

He married a dark-haired Italian girl.

What is this dark-haired man doing?

I returned to the cafe in the afternoon of the 7th of November of 2021. As I lined up to order my iced green tea, two dark-haired white men in black leather with three small children were ahead of me. One girl was dressed in a pink Halloween costume. Yes, for some like me, Halloween extends through Christmas.

In the morning of the 27th of January of 2022, there was a tall handsome dark-haired man with his little Eurasian daughter, both sitting at a front table in the cafe.

Having woken up late, in the afternoon of the 4th of February of 2022, I was drinking my iced black tea at the cafe, and I saw a handsome dark-haired boy in a dark-grey tracksuit. Later, at the pizzeria, I asked the name of the muscular Sri Lankan owner, who was sitting there; his name is Tharsan.

Before dawn of the 17th of February of 2022, I had a pizza sandwich and a can of Thai iced tea at a corner convenience store. I went home. As the sun came out, I went to drink iced black tea at the cafe, where there were some students. Later, at the pizzeria, I had a spicy pizza slice, a cheese pizza slice, and iced tea. Through the side window, I could see a dark-haired man in dark-green shorts, as he paced back and forth, his hairy muscular legs showing.

After eleven in the morning of the 18th of February of 2022, I was eating and drinking at the pizzeria. Some customers entered. Notable was a young dark-haired long-haired bearded man with a dark-green jacket, blue jeans, and red running shoes. A boy and his dad, a round-headed chubby muscular man in a black T-shirt and grey rugby pants, entered.

Today on the 14th of April of 2015, is an appointment at the doctor's. In the late morning, on my way, I stop at the Roman Catholic worship centre, a mid-20th-century brown building. A bell rings as it is the end of recess for the noisy children at the adjacent school. It is practically empty in the spacious interior of the worship centre, except for a middle-aged, dark-haired Caucasian woman by the candles and an Oriental who looks like George Takei and who passes me by as he heads out. I sit at the pew, centre right. The banners above are in faded pastels, blue, pink, yellow, and green, with three butterflies printed on them each. A month ago, the banners were all purple. The statue of floating JC, front centre, is adorned in white and yellow cloth. The standing cross to the right is covered with green paper bits. I stand up and walk to the lobby area. Therein, I marvel at the Mexican Santa María painting and whisper the Spanish words on the caption. I gaze at the elegant photographs of Pope Francis and some other high-level religious authority figure. As I exit the building, a Filipino woman approaches the statue of white and blue Virgin Mary at the outside corner.

After ten o'clock in the morning on the 4th of March of 2022, on Lulu Island, on my way to the pizzeria, I took the long route through the school playground and field, and I sat in the little gazebo, as I gazed at the grey-sky vista. After lunchtime, sunny then, I went to the cafe for iced black tea. There were old Russian men, perhaps with a bit of Hun or other Mongoloid ancestry. A handsome medium-height dark-haired bearded man in army-green pants was waiting in line. Like engraved or sculpted through his light sweater in light grey were his nipples and tight muscles. At my table, a brown student seated himself to eat a black box of sushi with chopsticks and drink a red can of black cola. There were many multiracial students standing around.

Kalman saw a very massive dark-haired creature in the woods.