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He was an old man who fished alone. It made the boy sad to see the old man come in every day with his skiff empty. The old man was thin, his hands had scars, but none of this scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert . Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea.

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