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It's the year 1996 in the city of New York.

Phoebe Carla Bradley is new to the city, short of money, and just a few months away from graduating high school. She deals with the typical worries any working class person does. The first one on the list is surviving the expensive living in lower Manhattan. The second one, college.

In desperate need of a simple but decent job, Phoebe gets the first bit of luck in her life when the opportunity to work in a restaurant above the clouds falls on her lap... Windows on the World. Atop the North Tower of the World Trade Center.
The downside: having to work surrounded by 'the suits'.

Also working in the North Tower, two floors below but a complete stranger to the restaurant, is Walter Terrence Cooperman, a legal and financial advisor whose daily outfits consist exclusively of suits.

Circumstances keep making them stumble upon each other, and over time, an odd relationship develops between them. One that, no matter how hard Phoebe tries to avoid, manages to become a lifeline for both. It is not something Phoebe would have ever seen coming.

Because that man represents everything she has been taught to reject.

Warnings!:

Big age-gap

Possible mildly offensive dialogue and strong language

/#2 in olderman

-story started on: September 10 2021 (idea: August 2021)

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