Missing old people
Missing my old friends here wish to reconnect with them again
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Eventually we all get too old to type, and then someone puts us out on the porch with a blanket. Alone, forgotten.
But ha hah, we get to wear our favourite hat and wave at strangers as they pass. The jokes on you.
But ha hah, we get to wear our favourite hat and wave at strangers as they pass. The jokes on you.