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I'm old now. However, no matter how old you get, someone will always shake their cane at you and call you a whippersnapper. I imagine when I'm 80, some 120 year old will slowly, shakily raise a single wrinkled, weathered finger at me. Then, with perverse delight, let out a hoarse, wheezy laugh at my childishness and inexperience.