Standing at 70 with all the time in the world, I've discovered the cruelest irony of retirement: becoming a supporting character in the lives of everyone you once held at the center of yours.
Imagine walking out of a store with a cart brimming with treasures – vintage leather jackets, barely-used kitchen gadgets, books still crisp with that new-page smell – and your wallet is only $35 ...
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