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In the summer, someone new moved in next door to Emily. His hair was gray and his face was wrinkled but his eyes always seemed to sparkle. His name was Albert, and he was very, very old.
Every afternoon, Albert twisted his body into all kinds of strange positions on a mat on her front lawn.
“It’s called ‘yoga,’” he told Emily, who watched from her front porch.
When he finished, Albert sat with his legs crossed and chanted a single word: “om.”