But who cares for them? They’re just a bunch of TV cartoon characters from the bygone days of ’89. Me? I’m just a man at war against the criminal scum of the Earth. Yet, here I am playing the harp in my family’s memory and whenever I need a break from the war once in awhile.
Who knew that I can learn a lot about the harp and its history in one simple story while it took me 5 years serving in the ‘Nam to cram all that knowledge of war, survival, military training, and arsenal in my head? There’s got to be more to the harp than this. Guess I’ll stick around and cram more harp knowledge into my head and bide more time before my next mob hit.
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