I don't have much of a history. I grew up in the South Bay. Parents were good to me. I had a dog. 3 brothers. I didn't like canned spinach. Still don't. Went to school for a long time. Traveled the world for a year. Maybe I will make a website about it one day. There were lots of storys. Like the night I was in the middle of a building that had a huge bomb dropped on it in WW2. I was guzzling Heineken by the bucket-load. There were strange people there. The dude who crawled out from some rather thick bushes and offered some olives to me was weird. He then sang a Yitish song to me.
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