As I watched the woman crouch down, I could see she was as ancient as the universe. She had deep channels of time etched into a wizened surface. I saw her keen eyes, alight with mischievous youth as she was looking up at the sky. Also when I saw her eating I looked at her cracked lips, furling around gums where teeth once stood. As she got hotter in the midday sun, she put on her rich indigo velvet jacket, folding it carefully to frame her face.
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