I went for a bike ride today and as I was coming up to the stoplight I noticed this old man on the corner smoking a cigarette. He immediately reminded me of my grandfather. I stopped directly in front of him and he looked at my tattoos and said 'nice-a picture' in a thick Italian accent which made him even more 'grandfather-like' and then he smiled. I smiled back and said 'thanks' and then the light changed and I left.
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