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Mostly this... but there are many situations where I genuinely smile or laugh but even then it's gone instantly.
I... suppose that's one way to look at it...
Source: "Trust me bro".
But being stoic isn't a bad thing I suppose. Not me though, I tend to try to appear jolly just so people smile back when they look at me.
As a guy with long hair I have to be careful of other peoples prejudice to not antagonize them in order to make my life easier.
It just happens... I only display facial emotions when I find something funny, disgusting, scary, or whatever.
And they're gone the second the "trigger" is gone.
Sussy Gussy.
But then again i smile rather often i guess, and i "work" with my facial expression, and much with the hands (and body) when talking (or listening), even if i´m not Italian.
That fake half laugh when you are in someone else's house and they make a racist joke. Awkward. Like how am I supposed to know some people from Puerto Rico look down on Mexicans? I don't want to be involved. Hard to know what some people think and what they might say next sometimes.