Because I am a man

He is shouting into his phone in the opposite corner of the coffee shop. Turning around to face him, he shouts at me too.

Later he speaks across the floor and says: "Because I am a man, I will apologise."

He does not. But he wanted to, not knowing how to.

Or how to not have pain.

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