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| He started out as a swamp creature hiding in the Fenway lagoon. Training commenced at an early age, studying the works of Mills, Childs and Hawtin. By the time Mr. Gray became a human adult, he had amassed enough fire-spitting and juggling skills as a carnie to work behind the counter at local pubs. On Wednesdays, he eats ravers for dinner at the Phoenix Landing. |
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