Last thing i heard was he’s Polish…
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Once upon a time in Yugoslavia, a boy was born. Blessed with a voice and a mind, he fled The Troubles and went to America, reinventing himself under a new identity. The past was dead, never to be spoken of again. But the boy grew up and cryptically refused to give any indication that he even had a past prior to his American-self reinvention. Especially because to admit any true details about the past also involves admitting to details of the art heist that built his fortune. The End.