Can You Tell a Story in 63?

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The octogenarian stood on the edge of the swamp, sporting his usual dress, worn out dungarees from his youth. The noodles were splaying out from the restaurant box thrown into the lake above. Everything drifted down into the swamp sooner or later, especially these bargain priced containers most restaurants used. Fascination sated, the man walked back to his place in the clinic line.

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