A conversation I had with a client at Bancroft made me realize I have
a phenomenal friend in Tyler Chaira.
A car threw the client aside,
and his former friend drove away.
That client had a distant friend.
That client had an unreliable friend.
As I lay on the mountainside, about to die,
Tyler didn't forget about me.
All the while, Ski Patrol sits on their asses.
As I told Marisa Brahney,
I had a friend, literally,
save my life.
I, literally, owe you my life,
Tyler Chaira.
Thank you.
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