Brother

While Leo Tolstoy was walking on the street he saw a beggar, he easily got his pocket to get some money, but his pocket is empty, instead of passing by he said to the beggar:

“My brother sorry I don’t have money to give.”

The beggar answered:

“Thank you, but it is enough for me that you called me brother.”

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