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Apology

I opened the door at a diner to leave after a late night meal. A cold blast of winter air startled a guy who stood five feet away. "Sorry," he said, without really looking at me, as if the word was a knee-jerk response that lacked any thought or meaning. Days later, I still have no idea why the guy apologized. In the social media age, kindness and humility have been replaced with intimidation, approval, and the seductive allure of narcissistic validation.
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