APOKALIPSA-RAGNAROK-SMAK

Old man is sittin on a funny lookin', extra thin chair. I can't quite catch the shape of his head, but I reckon it is square-ish. He has a strong jaw. And chin. His hair is dark, but grey on the side. He is not bold yet. He is staring at the celling, thinkin' of who knows what.
But the akward thing about him is, that he doesn't have Adam's apple.
The man on my left is a transvestite.