It's like walking into a time capsule, years of memories compressed into what appears to be only a simple bedroom. The fatigued wooden floorboards tremble underfoot as I walk into the room. Its rectangular shape contained only a dresser, a cupboard a bed and a window.
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My grandfather is a septuagenarian veteran swimming in the tidewater of his seventh decade, undefeated by the betrayal of time. His face is chisselled and the creases under his eyes grow in number by the day.