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Old Age.
……..”The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck.
The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks.
The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords.
But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as the erosions in a fishless desert.
Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same colour as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.”…….
– The Old man and the Sea,
Ernest Hemingway.
