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A Back Alley Friend is something I hope everyone has. If you’re really lucky, you have more than one. I have a lot of friends. I have a handful of best friends and I have two Back Alley Friends.
I learned about Back Alley Friends on the last month of my senior year of college. Before then, they existed, I just didn’t have a name nor a great, succient story on how to explain them:
A Back Alley Friend is the person you call on a Tuesday at 3am to meet you in some back alley in 10 minutes and they say, “I’ll be there in five.”
It’s a funny story and we’ve all probably experienced it in one form or the other. But, when you literally call someone on a weekday at 2am and say, “I need you” with no explanation, the person who gets out of bed, heads to the airport and gets on the next flight to whatever city you’re in… well, that’s a true Back Alley Friend. I’m glad I have one of those.
[…] 2003: Met my Back Alley Friend […]