Vouching for Old School Chivalry

Call me old-fashioned, but I like it when a man opens a door for me; when they pull out my chair at a restaurant and when they lend me their jacket to keep me from being cold. It's those tiny little details that help distinguish between class and crap. And when I say "class" I don't mean as a social, economic…


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