How Are You, Generation 80?

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We are a group who cannot say that their heroes died of overdose (even if the enemies are in power) When I was born, my grandfather was an old 60-year-old. White hair, dressed with a cross, Chinese, dressed in linen, of young flowers (which, inside Minas, was called maria-myona). Vries, many. Rugas, incontinable. Eyes tired, often looking for the eyes that were well there, on the nose. Their nets — today with well more than 60 and even grandpare…