The Curse of Old Age - Owaahh
The men at the table are withering. We know it, they know it. Their bones creak these days. The gray is becoming more pronounced. A cold takes slightly longer to heal, and they have trouble seeing. And learning new things. Frankly, on a cold Monday morning, they would rather snuggle in until the sun is up there. And they do, because they can.
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