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Old Age

Not A Retirement House But A Retirement Home

December 23, 2023Chris Leave a comment

Greg woke up to a beam of sunlight in his eyes. Cursing, he laboriously pushed himself up and shuffled along the edge of his bed to his walker. Leaning on it more than he liked, he shuffled to the window and closed the blinds.

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