obvious contrast. It started in small hidden patches of insurgency
which could be picked off but slowly grew like mold in a humid
bathroom. A few months ago I started noticing flecks of gray
appearing in the beard I've worn continuously since 2008. Not that a
little gray isn't becoming of a man and although my knees probably
disagree, I still feel like a young man. That was until the white bristles
start to outnumber the brown ones the flood gates are open and before
you know it you look less like Jesus and more like John Tortorella
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