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I shuffled up from one of the tables in the front row. It was New Year’s Eve, I’d signed up for a short stand-up set, and almost not come. Depression hit me hard between Christmas and New Year’s, and I’d spent most of the day on my couch, underneath a blanket, crying.
At my table, I’d been sipping from a glass filled wi…
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