Praying to the God of Valuation
Both Sides of the Table
DECEMBER 11, 2022
There was no money train. We had lamp shades on our heads, tequila in our glasses, loud music and perhaps too much sand, and burning men, and art exhibits and tres commas. I suppose if I loved spreadsheets and valuations and benchmarking I would work in the even more lucrative world of late-stage private equity. It was 1991.
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