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A phone conversation with an old friend yesterday turned, as it often does, to our various ailments.
We agreed that in light of the ultimate fact of life, it’s not so unfortunate to have these complaints.
A person either grows old or he doesn’t. And growing old inevitably involves ailments.
We agreed that in light of the ultimate fact of life, it’s not so unfortunate to have these complaints.
A person either grows old or he doesn’t. And growing old inevitably involves ailments.