Smooth is underused.

Stylish doesn’t require a hat — just a curl, cut, spike or rat.

Cultivated clauses are surrounded by suave pauses.

A hat and chain and you’re urbane.

Provincials hold to the essentials; cosmopolitans add a few tangentials.

Urbanity is just the fancy cover for humanity.

The provincial man has but one house; the world traveler is at home on every route.

Style is the trifle that adorns — and scorns.

No elite beings — just humble humanity.

Every soul is sophisticated — a veritable polis to other minds, a cosmos to other psyches.

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