A Close Shave

I now consider myself an older gentleman, although the gentleman part is debatable if not an out & out misnomer. But now that I am so close that I can taste death (or has the milk on my cereal just gone bad?), I find I am comparing myself to similarly aged men in an attempt to determine which one of us will die first. I have a list of questions I ask myself, and most of the time answer unless I’m not speaking to myself which is more often than I would like, that include questions like these …

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