thirty-eight.
I ended up smashing my wristwatch during quite a fantastic moment of my trying to catch my balance. Even ended up on my rear at the bottom of the steps. Don't worry, Marshal, it's not old age but rather being human. ♥ But I had a laugh out of it even if I'm still a tad sore.
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These days, I half-wish I had a good reason to go to Babylon. At least then, I wouldn't look like I'm just there to listen to a woman perform the loveliest of songs. I'm almost sure this makes me hopeless. ...Tristan, you're thirty-eight. This definitely makes you hopeless.