On decay, aging and sunburn

I ran across these bad boys in Port Angeles a few weeks ago, big heavy rollers with rusted out rims. The grit and decay is beautiful against the wet cement, the moss, the fallen leaves.
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They reminded me of Thiebaud cakes, a little bit. Or vintage buttons.
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I really like the rims, the way the design varies, how they have rusted and crumbled and deteriorated in different ways. A recently published study of twins (scroll down) and aging had an interesting photo accompaniment, showing how sun exposure and smoking, among other things, made people age differently.
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Now I'm wishing I hadn't spent all those summer afternoons in my teens basting my bare arms and legs with baby oil.