I cant wait to turn gray. I'm going to embrace old age. I look around at all these wise old women and wonder what those cloudy but perceptive eyes have seen. I want to have my little house, filled with all my trinkets from around the world... all dust covered. I want my salt and pepper hair. Spritz myself with my musk perfume; the same scent I've
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