Jonah Monsanto
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Jonah sat boredly next to his husband, Greg, on a temporary hunk of junk of a party bus, he gazed at his phone and then at Greg, who is fidgeting with his fingers as he tuned his saxophone "Y'know, if I didn't want to get to the Golden City, I would jump out of the window right now." Jonah said, his voice filled with boredom and bluntness, the Golden city is the tour bus's destination.