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Submitted to Contest #63
The sky turned crimson indicating the arrival of fall but for the old man it was all the same. He lived in a secluded house on the skirts of the town. No one knew his name, 'the old man' that's what he was called. He has no one, no family no friends. He grows seasonal fruits and vegetables and sell them in the town's street market and during fall he would help pick apples from the apple field. It was another day for the old man as he grabbed his old ragged jute bag and sauntered to the apple field along with his Wooden cart. His life...
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