Every time I see a truck load of crushed cars headed to the scrap yard, I think to myself, “Yep, once upon a time everyone of those cars were sparkling new on a car lot, with buyers paying tens of thousands of dollars for the right to drive them away.” As an old man when I encounter a young person who is a little haughty about their youth, strength, and beauty, I think, “One day if you live long enough, you will be old, slow, and wrinkled!” Stop chasing the dust!
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