Later that night, I was back in New York. I called up Grant and told him I'd returned and that I had some pretty sweet facial hair to show off. Grant asked me to come meet him and Amanda at a bar they were at in the East Village. At first I refused (because I was afraid that I'd run into people I knew with my facial hair), but then I decided that I'd just bring along my electric razor and shave the thing off as soon as they'd gotten a chance to see it laugh at it. Look how bad Grant wants to touch it! JEALOUS MUCH? Hahah.
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