The executioner leaned closer.
“Any final request?”
The prisoner smiled.
“I’d like everyone here to forgive me.”
The crowd exchanged uncertain looks.
One by one, they nodded.
“We forgive you.”
The prisoner sighed with relief.
“Excellent.”
He pointed at the executioner.
“Then legally speaking, none of you have a witness left.”
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