With the help of my parents, I paid a year up front for a studio apartment in Toronto which, 3 days later, went up to flames with all my stuff I brought from France.
Jessi has since been seen gracing the pages of magazines like Playboy and Oyster.
One day I got picked up by a taxi which was not a real taxi, turned out to be a random psycho guy trying to fake being a taxi-driver to pick up models.