The Man

I've seen a man on a busy city sidewalk
Looked at his phone
Did not see the crack sticking out of the ground
Tripped and fell and got up
The slightest bit mad that no one helped
Kept walking
Ignores the overturned trash can to his left
Same with the homeless man with the tin cup
Walks into a office building
For a brief moment I cannot see the man
The man comes out yelling
Hails a cab

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