clawed his way back

But here's a caveat to my self-proclaimed success:

There was this other guy that had the same job as me, working with Bob Bandit.  When the time was right he broke away and started his own business.  Through the grapevine, I heard he was doing pretty well, making $700 dollars a day and living the good life.

But then one day, about year into it, this guy,...I should give him a name....let's say Willie.

One day Willie just kind of disappeared.  I mean he was gone for a good two weeks.  No one knew where he was: not his friends, not his business partner, not his mom.  No one.

Speculation was that he was dead.  I mean what other explanation was there?

Well, he turned up alright.  In a hospital.  He'd had a heart attack, at thirty five.  They found him with sunken eyes and pale face sweating in a crack house. 

Willie clawed his way back to the land of the living. 

Living.

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