She watched the old men hunched over the boards, their faces masks of concentration. They were like ancient tortoises, slow and deliberate. She noticed one man sitting alone. He was tall, thin as a rail, with a silver mustache that twitched as he studied a pocket notepad. He wore a flat cap and looked as if he had been carved out of old oak.
Exploring the Allure of Russian Matures
She watched the old men hunched over the boards, their faces masks of concentration. They were like ancient tortoises, slow and deliberate. She noticed one man sitting alone. He was tall, thin as a rail, with a silver mustache that twitched as he studied a pocket notepad. He wore a flat cap and looked as if he had been carved out of old oak.
Exploring the Allure of Russian Matures