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February 1984

You've Come a Long Way, Baby

I COULD HAVE had it all. I was flying high in New York, doing my drinking with important people at the Stork Club, the Four Seasons, and Sardi's. The brass ring was within my grasp, but I could not even reach for it. All I could do was drink. I fell from my high perch to become a crawling-around-on-the-floor, handicapped, alcoholic drug addict.

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