The narrator remembers his first apartment in New York City, a shabby brownstone he occupied during the war. Although it was small and gloomy, it brought him great satisfaction because it was his own, and it reminds him of his first ambitions at being a great writer. He also fondly remembers another of the tenants there, Holly Golightly. The narrator and Holly frequented Joe Bell's bar because he took messages for them (they didn't have telephones of their own). (read more)