The Old Stressed Man...

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The old stressed man was sitting on the cold hard bench with the taste of hot curry in his mouth from last night’s dinner. He can smell rotten fish and sea salt. All he can feel is his crinkly forehead with is hand all he can see is the planks of wood on the boardwalk and the sound of the seagulls and crashing waves calm his stressed thoughts.





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