The old is always new and the new is always getting older. As soon as it appears,
the new takes its place in time, which blesses it with character. The new is no
longer what it was, but neither is the old. Both get older and, in that sense,
become something other than they were. Getting older, they become something
new. This is an old idea. I am not saying anything new. Or am I? Photo of decaying graffiti on Gooseberry Island, Horseneck Beach State Reservation, Westport, Massachusetts. To comment, just reply to this email. Those who comment get to see all the comments and the author’s response.
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