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The Fear of Getting Older

there are places and people in America that are scared to death of looking old and growing older where a new wrinkle or two when found is a terrible scary thing a birthday is not celebrated but filled with dread that you’re getting older a man fears the hairs falling from his head lying on the pillow of his bed changing the color of gray away a look in the mirror becomes a tragedy if you appear older then twenty three when your real age is forty three oh woe is me the place is Beverly Hills, Hollywood and Newport Beach, California where the people appear to look like plastic unreal manikins with the skin pulled tight across their face thinking they are the beautiful people of the human race hollow eyes with a pound of make-up looking back at you where their bodies are nipped and tucked fat is vacuumed out and jelly filled plastic bags become breasts and butts is this the future look of humanity I hope not grow old with grace and don’t worry so much about your face

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