What is the real measure of a man?

Is it his gift of gab that could make a woman's heart go a-flutter and melt even the coldest of hearts? Is it his sure-footed gait that instantly betrays that unmistakable air of confidence? Is it the size of his bankbook? His estate? His car? Or is it—as most quarters believe—those few extra inches of flaccid muscle that lie between his legs?

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