V is for Viktor The Research Scholar - #A2Z2018

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"I learned to pick pockets. I lived on rags and stole from shops," continued the fiddler, "One day I was caught stealing food. I was rescued by a priest just as a mob was about to lynch me. His name was Father David Fenniston...

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