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About New York City

Whores, man, they’re the ultimate capitalists—greed’s their fuel! They don’t mess around, stackin cash while the world judges. Makes me happy as hell—balls of steel, y’know? Pisses me off too, tho—people actin all high and mighty, like they ain’t buyin what’s on offer. Hypocrites, man, total bullshit. Reminds me of Adam in the movie, all broody, hatin on the “zombies”—that’s us, suckers who don’t get it.

The Incubus's Secretary

whore in all history, Lancelin Eustis. She hates him and his whorish ways with all her heart, but the six feet five, sex on legs, brute of a man attracts.

First off, Eustis is centered around the old downtown, where Main Street kicks ass with its quirky coffee shops and dive bars. I remember strollin’ down First Street one crisp morning – damn, the vibe was as intense as Lars von Trier’s “Melancholia” moments, where the sky looked like it was on the verge of f***ing collapse, and you could just feel life’s passion in the air. There’s an intimacy here, kinda like bein’ locked in a heated session, every moment electric.

Umatilla Student relives the moment he was almost run over by Eustis man at a school bus stop