[ In a moment of self-awareness, he understands that none of these creative endeavors were very possible for him back where he was, when he was most often hired to beat people to a bloody pulp - and sometimes snack.
As Eddie points out the gathering gaggle of children he waves to them happily with his flute hand, and then nods to his bandmate. Basically sticking the instrument in the side of his mouth, he blows and blows and blows the same note with no particular rhyme or rhythm. One of the older children laughs, while the younger ones stand either wide-eyed or confused. ]
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[ In a moment of self-awareness, he understands that none of these creative endeavors were very possible for him back where he was, when he was most often hired to beat people to a bloody pulp - and sometimes snack.
As Eddie points out the gathering gaggle of children he waves to them happily with his flute hand, and then nods to his bandmate. Basically sticking the instrument in the side of his mouth, he blows and blows and blows the same note with no particular rhyme or rhythm. One of the older children laughs, while the younger ones stand either wide-eyed or confused. ]