I got a job. After months of leeching off of Jes, smoking cigarette butts from the sidewalk, dumpster diving, eating scraps, and wearing the same socks twice, I can now return to my regularly scheduled life of glitz and glamour, $1000 plate charity dinners, shopping at Tiffanys, and home delivery of the New York Times (Which I got for Christmas!
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