I fell in love. I saw myself in him. He did not see himself
in me. I interned at the club, running shows in the smaller room. I started
producing a monthly comedy show. I tried stand-up. I determined to never do it
again. I made friends, real ones. People that I liked, people who liked me. I
tried stand-up again. I started working at the club, for money. I started
hosting an open mic there. I was promoted to Booking Assistant. I lost my
virginity. I started hosting shows. I got a raise. I started to find my voice.
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