So... you were brought up on the east coast. Jersey maybe. No, Long Island. Dad had a chip on his shoulder, blue on his collar. Mom was a little beat down by it all, but she's the one who encouraged you to dream big. They fought like cats and dogs, but they stayed together through good times and bad. You had sisters. You learned about girls. You were good with them, maybe a little too good. You read books, and you didn't want to die 5 miles from where you were born. So you escaped into the city you romanticized and reinvented yourself as a poor man's McInerney.
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