Why? The old man lived alone, deserted by friends and family he pondered what meaning his #life had, if any? Had his #life impacted and altered reality as he knew it forever moulding those around and near to him? Had his very being brought joy to someone close, anyone? If not then what had been the point? With that he flipped the sodden filthy coin in his hand. Bent deformed edges spun round and round in a dirty blur. Eventually the coin landed on his dusty wooden floor with clatter. Heads...with that he raised his antique revolver itself full of the scars of war, slowly squeezed the trigger.....
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