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My father was older than his age, hardened with experience that he wore
on his sagging cheeks. It had been a long time since his mood lightened up.
My father was older than his age, hardened with experience that he wore
on his sagging cheeks. It had been a long time since his mood lightened up.
...that the cruel joke is that prisons and cliffs share the same architecture: an edge you’re afraid to cross. The only way to learn which one you’re standing on is to step forward and trust gravity to reveal the truth.