Two men walked into a bar. The other man ducked

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When he walked back out he was wearing someone else’s boots

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Did he take them from a dead man?

Nobody was there to record it

Ah. So the only story we’ll know about that day is hearsay

The only words he spoke, his dying ones, said he was sorry

If only we could know what he was sorry for. Do you know?

He was sorry that he had once been a little too cruel.

He was sorry for the things that had hurt the ones that were dear

He said he was sorry for all that in a way that he could not explain, and then he died there in the street