The story knows us, but we do not know it (we do not know ourselves) well

El Shark: A man crosses a street on a sunny morning and remembers a sentence he said twenty years ago to someone he can no longer apologize to. Nothing around him changes; the cars keep moving, the baker brings out his trays, and a woman calls to her child at the curb. He alone feels that the next step has grown heavier. He had thought that the incident…
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