We used to sit down by the lake, old cable spool as a table, and just shoot the breeze; you know, life, the Universe and everything. Of course, mostly women.
But then life actually happened and I went out to explore the Universe, or at least this corner of it called “America”. And, yeah, I met a woman and everything.
That was years ago, a lot of water under the bridge.
I never heard what it was: stroke, heart attack or whatnot. Just old age.
I sit by the lake and think about life, the Universe and everything.
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