So, how many references to the phrase nearing the end can I work into this picture?
Well, she's nearing the end of the bench for starters. Actually, she's right at the end to be brutally honest since going further involves a temporary suspension of the forces that bind the component atoms of the old lady and the wooden bench, and mankind just isn't ready for my demolecularisation suppository yet.
Secondly, she's nearing the end of the book. Unless it's a Manga novel and she's reading it backwards. She didn't look like a Manga fan, though. Were you to press me on the subject then I freely admit I couldn't describe one, however any attempt to do so would be as far removed from the person photographed as possible.
And finally, she's old too so – though it pains me to say it – there's a very obvious nearing the end taking place barring the release of my patented immortality suppositories. But no, I think there's a lot of growing up for humanity to do before those little beauties see the light of day. So to speak.
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