Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. -Albert Camus
My dad's friend was taking me to lunch the other day and we bumped into a group of his acquaintances. I hope that when I too am old and gray I will have friendships as enduring as these octogenarians share. They meet for their daily constitutional through the underground passageways that dissect Seoul, the only uncongested route that they can safely travel at their age and from where they live. It takes them a couple hours to walk about a mile and then they lunch together above ground before shuffling home. While the underground tunnels seem to be an odd place to exercise, I think it is more about maintaining their unity and brotherhood as reflected in their bolo ties and matching outfits. What a group of sweet gentlemen.
2 comments:
Wow, they're such badasses. It looks like they haven't cracked a smile in 50+ years. Ok, the guy in the pastel windbreaker might have smiled in private last year.
WAIT.. THEY'RE ALL WEARING PASTEL WINDBREAKERS! I meant the one with the plaid pants.
And I'm totally going to cop his style.
Yes, that's right Cam. They're out to beat the shit out of someone. You think those canes are there for decoration? The streets are safer with them on the prowl.
It takes a true man to wear pastels you know. I hope that you don't let the crew down if you are going to wear the colors. Peace!
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