.Old man, staring outwards, fills his thoughts with contemplation
Sitting, soaked in sunlight, staring downwards to the bench beneath him
"Hey there! What's your name?" Crawling up to him, it talks again
"What are you doing sitting? This ain't no place for kind old men like you.".
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