"I used to be very smart. A bank in NY offered me a job. Now I can't even remember the names of my best friends. When I get cards I don't know who they came from. The only names I remember are my kids."
"Whats my name?"
"I don't know."
"It's Joe."
"No it isn't."
"Yes... it is."
"I wonder how many years I have left"
"Lots."
"Oh, I don't think so. Not with all the pains I have."
"You have a nice face."
"Thank you."
"Someday it will look like mine."
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