My excuses disappeared. My sour frown suddenly sweetened into a smile, thanks to number 43. Yes, smiles are contagious. You may have an excuse today, a reason why you have a sad face. This young runner doesn't have time to hear your grievance. He ran out of excuses a long time ago. And he doesn't care if he comes in first or last. He doesn't have any excuses to slow him down, they were all disqualified at the starting line. Whatever your excuse is, your excuse is invalid. Got a comment?
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