A musician by trade, stuck in third marriage (or is it fourth?) and living in the 'burbs, quite uncomfortably. A taste for live music, bars, new lovers, gambling, sluts, a buzz, free will, whores and more, often leads Him to The City, or other places here in SOI. +++ He has an incredible nose for action, whatever that might be. He always carries a switchblade, as much cash as he can, dice and/or cards, and a flask filled with something. +++ Often he carries drugs of some sort, and whatever else he thinks he might need for the day or night ahead. +++ Occasionally his big heart causes him to act in ways that seem uncharacteristically good. Remember, even Satan was once an angel. +++ Stands 5'11" and built like an ex-military man slowly going to hell in a handbasket, which he is. Age...indeterminate. Flexible, let's say. +++ Strives for post for post, of course, if that's what one is up for...and says so. +++ In the end, his overall hobby, addiction, fascination, obsession is...this.