This one is from Micro Bookends.
Old men and old women lined the streets. Some of them slept on the stoops of the buildings, others sat in lawn chairs. They were too old and un-costumed to be lining up for a nerd-movie, and far too old to be lining up for a new gadget.
“Age treatments,” Jacob said.
“The scientists at the clinic found the cure for old age.”
“Hamster blood and a secret ingredient, consumed under a full moon.”
Miranda wondered if those in line remembered the “good old days” when science hadn’t mixed with magic.
She didn’t want to get old but she’d refuse to drink hamster blood at any age.