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It was as if life delivered her a great blast of good fortune right up to the moment when it would all be ripped away.
Gwen and I had just had what Carrie referred to as “a fucking accident.” That is, when you go to bed with someone against your better judgment, but the combination of liquor and boredom is in such alignment that you slip, fall, and fuck ’em. A fucking accident.
whoever I’d be in the days ahead would never be the person I was.
