We started in the gutter. She was lying in it, a bottle of vodka in one hand, a party hat in the other. I sat down next to her and we started talking.
I was there as she moved into her first solo digs, a tiny apartment on the 5th floor, but it was hers.
She was there as I worked my way up the corporate ladder, she was so proud when I got that corner office on the 16th floor.
We ended up in the penthouse suite, but we're still those two kids in the gutter. Just cleaned up.
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