to my readers in the US, Vietnam,
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Switzerland.
The Internet is amazing. What I write goes all over the
world. So I sit here at my favorite assisted living facility,
typing on my blog, and I look around.
I look at the snoozing elders. They are 80 and 90
years old. Mr M is slumped into a soft chair,
newspaper tucked beside him. He reads it all
day, when awake. I wonder if he's ever used
a computer.
Some of the ladies ventured out into the
blasting cold wind, to walk at the gym.
I smell apples and soup. I hear the furnace, and the cook
clattering in the kitchen. The sun is shining through
the yellow leaves of the maples outside.
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