Elderly man driving an orange car looking confused with a dog and many confusing traffic signs outside

On Turning 70

Now that I have officially breached the gates of seventy, I’ve discovered there are actually some magnificent perks to being a septuagenarian. For starters, I just received a birthday cake from my favorite city, Taguig. And some cash to boot. They give us free entrance to the moviehouse on Tuesdays too. There is also the truly noble-intentioned “Senior Discount,” which I wield like a trump card.