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Oct 27, 2007 19:12

The other day as I was waiting at the bus stop after work, it seemed like there was a million old people shuffling in front of me. The district where I work is notorious for the elderly rich - there are two large retirement communities just up the hill. Watching from the corners of my eye, these faded tennis balls cut to fit on the legs of an old ( Read more... )

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jejune October 31 2007, 08:26:52 UTC
The grip I will have as I fearfully hold onto life at that age will be able to crush diamonds

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