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December 22, 2025
My big night out: I was hungover and locked in an apartment. The only escape? A high, narrow window ledge
It was 1995, and I had spent the evening carousing and drinking neat vodka. Now I was trapped in a friend’s flat in Paris, with no phone – and he had flown to New York

TL;DR
- The narrator was locked inside a Paris apartment in 1995 after a night of drinking.
- The apartment cleaner had engaged a security lock from the outside, trapping the narrator.
- The apartment's phone was not connected, and the narrator could not remember how to ask for help in French.
- A neighbor eventually assisted, and the narrator had to climb out a window onto a narrow ledge to reach safety.
- The experience led the narrator to reflect on choices involving humiliation and life-threatening situations.
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