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An elderly ex-soldier, wearing his old pre-revolutionary war uniform, blood orange in colour, with grey trims. The uniform is worn, but still well maintained. under the great coat, he wore a simple dirty white shirt, and the pants is a torn off grey slacks. On his head with its whispy white hair, he has a new baseball cap on, slightly askew. He is smoking a bonepipe, the smoke slowly curling up, bracketing his face, highlighting the skin folds of his old face. He sat on a short stool, beside a clay model of a dingy motel he used to stay in. Face deep in thought about the gold old times.