Slice of Life

I was standing against the wall, waiting for someone. Two old friends were sitting side by side on a bench nearby.

The first said, “I’m seventy-three now. I feel like once you’re past sixty-five, you’re into overtime.”

The other one considered this for a moment, then added, “Sudden death.”

And they both laughed.

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  1. ...in my Mind's Eye | Pablo Cuzco

    Ouch!

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