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The garage door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit space filled with tools and memories. An elderly man, his face weathered by time and smoke, lights up a blunt, the cherry glowing in the morning light. He takes a long, slow drag, his eyes closing in pleasure. As the high takes hold, his hand wanders, stroking his hardening cock through his worn work coat, the scent of marijuana and pre-cum mingling in the cool air.