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About New York City

So, check this—I’m crunchin’ numbers, right? Bein’ all smart and shit, ‘cause that’s what actuaries do. Whores got risks, man! STDs, pissed-off pimps, creepy johns—probability of dyin’ early is, like, through the freakin’ roof! I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “How do these chicks not just keel over?” Blows my mind! Reminds me of Eve in the movie, all chill, sayin’, “Survival’s a big deal, Adam.” Whores are tough as nails, dude—way tougher than Kyle’s stupid face.

What happens at the garden party?

I'm taking in all that Grosse-Pointe-Farms has to offer and whore is top-notch! You make me feel beautiful and cherished. Dirtytalk and Prostate Massage never.

Grosse-Pointe is a small patch of heaven near Detroit. There's this main artery, Grosse Pointe Blvd – it's lined with old brick houses and classy cafes. Every time I'm ridin' down there, I think, “I drink your milkshake!” like in that epic scene from There Will Be Blood – that passion, that fire, that raw grit. I mean, you see it in every nook!

Flashback 100: Future Olympian Piper Leads Grosse Pointe North to Historic Height