I went to this fancy party, a gala they called it, with my girlfriend and I just felt so… out of place, so out of place, I mean I’m a construction worker from a small town where everyone knows my truck and she’s a big city lawyer with all these important people and the dresses, oh the dresses were something else entirely — I just kept thinking about my dirty boots, every single day I wear those boots, and if this whole thing is just a bridge too far for us, if it’s too big a gap to cross.

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