The gentleman in the pictures below struck me as one of the handsomest, sexiest, most powerful men I had ever seen. My first thought was that he looked like a big, burly, scary, hot typical bodyguard. If I ever decide to pursue my pop-star career this is the guy I would hire to protect me, teach me how to use a sword, and carry me out of the club when an overzealous fan gets too randy. I was just THIS close to bursting into a rousing rendition of "I Will Always Love You" right there on 43rd street. Anyway, I took my spot within picture-taking distance and began to snap away and luckily I got a variety of poses. I have suspicions that he was aware that I was taking pictures of him. Why else would he strike such typical male model poses as "checking the watch," "pointing at something," and of course "Blue Steel."