Mannekilo is not my real name. Unfortunately, somebody else already used my name, so I had to make one up.
I chose Mannekilo in momory of an old friend of mine. I haven't seen him for a long, long time now. I didn't even hear of him. I was able to track down a couple of old friends from primary school but not him. I guess that he's dead anyway.
He must have been in his late thirties when I saw him last. And well, not only was he a chain smoker but he also had a very dangerous job. A government job, a top secret type of job. So, if he hasn't died of lung cancer, he must have been shot or so. Can't quite remember if he was married or not... There was always a young woman around him.
Well, this shall be my way to show him my respect and gratefulness for his help and all the hours we used to spend talking about everything under the sun. I'm sure, he would appreciate that I use his name. He always liked my art.
Mannekilo is not my real name. Unfortunately, somebody else already used my name, so I had to make one up.
I chose Mannekilo in momory of an old friend of mine. I haven't seen him for a long, long time now. I didn't even hear of him. I was abl...