So I see a flick in which one of the characters observes:
"As people grow older, their true selves--their insides--become more and more visible on their outsides. The grumps have a permanent scowl, the optimists have friendly faces. Didn't Richard Nixon have exactly the face he deserved?"
So what you are is what we see?
You can judge a book by its cover?
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