When I grow old I want to be one of those grandmas who live in a tiny little red house, who bake cookies and invite neighbours, buy flowers, read stories for the grandchildren, help homeless people, sit on a bench and read her favorite book while the dog is socializing with other dogs, and think about life and the cities I visited, people I met, jobs I had, men I dated and all the stories I heard while living in different places...
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