Who run di worl'?... Why, women!
IN the morning he leaves the home and steps out into a world where he is king of his castle, emperor of his domain and man above all men.
All day he barks directives, stares down underlings and sometimes takes silent delight in seeing others quake before him. He rules, controls and is secure that he is the man he knows he is.
In the evening he arrives at home and he is forced to disarm himself of the aura of the morning. Once inside, the sting of the powerful man is as lethal as gentle talcum on soft cheek. Inside the house, the fierce beast is...
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