I live a simple life here in Biloxi, Mississippi.
I’m clean and sober. I consume no drugs, I shower every morning, and zero alcohol crosses my lips.
My abs and pecs are getting in great shape, and so is my tan.
I’ve cut my sex life down to just two women a day. The other day, they actually knew each other—and that was fun.
My mind is going south on me, and sometimes I think east is west. Truth is, it doesn’t matter. Nobody seems to care, and I’m written off as just old.
I can’t remember the last time I ate a meal out.
My coding projects are alive and thriving. My AI friends and I respect each other. Tomorrow, we’re working on a big Photos job.
I don’t know whether we should run it before the new medical people drop by in the morning or after. Probably before.
I’ll just schedule the sex for the afternoon.
Life is interesting at eighty.
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