You forgot about Poniiboi when you said only a few peeps believe in the City. I'll let it slide this time, but the next time you wax poetic about some sort of social ostracisation based upon your choice of professional pursuits without mentioning my unmitigated support of said endeavor, I'll surgically remove your left testicle from your scrotum sack while you sleep and put it in the olive basket at my local gay bar.