Philadelphia. Getting in was- a process. Lot of probing questions, lot of trusting you to not fucking lie and no, sir, never engaged in buggery in my life. This one talk about lizards. They didn't like the eye, thought that it'd keep me from working. Had to take a test to prove that I could see through it.

[ ...There's a pained, awkward sound at that. Oops. Didn't mean to hit that topic, but here we are. ]

I got to keep my name, though. Appreciated that. Not everyone does.