Mark couldn’t believe it. “What? You did what?” he said almost jumping out of his seat. “Wait a fucking minute, wait a minute. I finally found a guy who can find his fucking pockets and he’s leaving? Bro, we gotta get together. We gotta hang out.” He was excited because he was always the guy who people would expect to pay the tab. Now someone was finally willing to make a deposit. That caught his attention. We’ve ended up becoming good friends after that night, and Mark’s made plenty of deposits into my life. He’s someone who already did the rapper-turned-TV-executive thing with Entourage and
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