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The real magic words

By Liz Schleicher Contributing Columnist
Posted 8/21/25

The elderly gentleman was tall, thin and barefoot, with holes in the knees of his pants. His hair was shaggy and pure white, and when he got excited his whole face smiled, eyes crinkling up until the lids were almost closed.

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