Collaboration Fest

It was just about this time last year. We were drinking beer and taking home the free glasses they were handing out to the horde of lushes surrounding us. One per person, they said. But we took home five. Probably because I never liked rules and you were always so good at breaking them. I wouldn’t say we were a match made in hell, necessarily. But there was nothing angelic about us either. We were wild together.

And I loved you for that.

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