photo by Frank Pinc – Wednesday Journal

I was raised by wolves, went to sea on a schooner and to earn my passage, I played fiddle for dancing drunken sailors. The ship sank in a storm. After being lost on a raft at sea for 3 years living off seaweed and plankton, I was picked up by a luxury yacht owned by a beautiful woman who brought me back with her to Chicago to be her slave.

I thought she wanted me to be her sex slave, but all she really wanted was for me to fix her house. Now I’m back playing fiddle for drunken sailors – this time at weddings in banquet halls and upscale hotels.

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