The man would let his voice carry into the next room over. He could hammer a nail thru his nostril, barely missing his skull. He could tear off a straitjacket in under 3 minutes. He could tell a story that would break your heart. He could take that heart and run off into the sunset.
And in the end, that was his greatest skill.
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