At the age of 78, my neighbor lives alone. A woman of peace and kindness. I noticed that she was being visited by a young man. I heard screams when he got there, but it would have been nothing.
One day I knocked on the door because I was starting to worry.
They’re at ease. Abruptly, an old woman wearing a karate kimono emerges from behind the door.
I was in complete awe! He began demonstrating different poses and lunges to her because she wanted to try something new in her later years.
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