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I currently occupy a lovely and comfortable studio apartment in Brooklyn which I share with my invisible, brutally honest homosexual cat, Chief Missing Paw. He loves Crystal Light with Schnapps and a fresh Virginia Slims cigarette. His hobbies include hoarding black market Crystal Pepsi for the impending Apocalypse, judging others and unsafe sex. He thinks feline AIDS is a conspiracy created by Illuminati dogs. He abhors Rock/Scissors/Paper.