I was today in a café, and there I saw an old man. I was able to look at him - erasing in my head the wrinkles that the age gives - as the young handsome man that once was.
He looked me back and smiled.
I can tell that he looked and smiled at me not as the sixty something years old man that today is, but as the gorgeous man that at his twenties was.
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