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I'm sorry about the weather. I'm sorry about the traffic. I'm sorry about the long wait, the short notice, the inconvenience, the delay. I'm sorry for things that aren't my fault and never were and never will be. My father apologized for everything. It was his way of moving through the world, small and quiet and sorry. When the waiter brought the wrong dish, he apologized. When someone bumped into him on the street, he apologized. When the flight was delayed, when the movie was sold out, when the rain started at the worst possible moment, he apologized. As if he were responsible. As if…

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