From an early age, young Hex showed a strong interest in the arts. Young Hex focused primarily on architectural representations, but their style was very awkward and stilted. Instead of progressing, they copied their works from nineteenth century artists, mainly. Hex claimed to be the founder of many artistic movements but drew primarily from Greco Roman classicism, the Italian Renaissance, and Neoclassicism. Given that there was little interest in their art, Hex soon had no other options, and found themselves on the front line, occupying a foxhole at the intersection of the Dardanelles and Gallipoli, fighting off massive swarms of flies and choking on unappetizing bread loaves. It was no place for an up and coming leftist to be and Hex, fully aware, soon managed to desert their post, fleeing for the relative peace of the Italian Riviera.

Hex was conceived in a Paris brothel, fathered by a liberal priest and a notorious whoremonger from Brussel. As far as we know, there was no mother involved. From the beginning life was disturbing for young Hex, certainly it was no Paddington “bell vita”. At the age of 18 (months) Hex was placed into foster care by the French Aide sociale à l’enfance (ASE), which operates within a strong framework on a territorial basis, with priorities and protocols being decided in each of France’s 101 départements. Unknown to most, the agency is source of a notorious human trafficking network, and so it was that young Hex found themselves living rough, on the mean streets of René-Goupal, a notorious quarter of Montreal, or as the Chicagoans pronounce it, Moan-real… (TBC, should sufficient interest manifest itself…)

Oh dad!

thanks

I’m a noob here. did anyone die at tienaman square?

I always heard he was hung like a bear, (barely there I mean )…