Raised by wolves on the wild plains of middle america, Nicholas (hereafter referred to as "THE MAN") now travels the expanses of the exotic far east, where he offers his services as a keyboard, pen, gun, and white-guy-in-a-suit for hire. He doesn't do bar mitzvahs, but he does go better with Coke. His Chinese sucks.
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