After a restless sleepless night of pain, the old man drags his breathless lifeless corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged rocky thorny shards of steel and glass, unable to yet see or function as the classical music plays he drags himself off to prepare his coffee, as his hands tremble and shake he pours in the water and counts the scoops of grind, fumbling he manages to plug in the percolator, as the coffee begins to perc he shuffles off to the toilet where his bowels bellow out in a hungerous rage, in the mirror the reflection of a man staring blankly into the abyss with greasy disheveled hair and beard, the old man disrobes and enters the shower, the boiling water offers no comfort as he brushes his teeth as the water pours over his head he struggles to wash his hair and beard, his hands struggle to grasp the soap as he washes his body, exhausted from the ordeal he rinses off shuts of the water and dries himself, exiting the shower the arduous task of brushing out his hair and beard steal what strength he has, stumbling back to his bed he struggles to pull on clean undergarments, socks pants and shoes, he pours a cup of coffee and gently packs scraps of tobacco into his pipe, he pulls on his coat and slips out the door, the morning is gray moist and cool, as the world is awake not a single soul cares for the hellish plight of life the old man must endure yet another day;

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