I fell in love with a poor boy, but later broke up with him because he was poor.
Years later, he became successful and famous, while I, serving food, accidentally stained his girlfriend’s bag.
The young girlfriend sneered, “Do you recognize this bag? Can you afford to compensate for it?”
I smiled and handed her my own bag:
“A limited edition Birkin, three times the price of yours. Is it alright if I compensate you with this?”
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