Sammuel999
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- Jun 1, 2016
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nearby business dinner. What pulled up was a wreck.
“Hey, nothing’s going to happen to me in this car, right?” Ms. Saint John said half-jokingly to the driver. “You can drive, right?”
She expected him to banter back. Instead, he told her that a group of taxi drivers at the airport had vandalized the vehicle and that he needed the money from this ride to fix it. He also mentioned that he had been saving to see Iggy Pop, his late brother’s favorite rocker, at the South by Southwest festival, which Ms. Saint John was attending as the head of global consumer marketing for iTunes and Apple Music.
She gasped. Her dinner was with Iggy Pop. Would the driver, perhaps, like to come along?
Cue the tears (and the five-star passenger rating).
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She has stood out from the crowd since her family settled in Colorado Springs, after an itinerant childhood spent in Connecticut, Washington D.C. and Kenya where her father was a member of the Parliament from 1979 until the 1982 coup d’état there. Her mother designed and sold clothes and ensured that Ms. Saint John and her three younger sisters stayed connected to their culture, especially once they moved to the Southwest.
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