Pinch, Charles

Charles Pinch is still looking for his birth certificate and the Passport Office returned his application pending DNA profiling for his particular species. He started talking when he was two but didn’t progress to profanity until the first grade. He believes in God but he’s not so sure God believes in him. Somewhere is an Honours diploma from (Hamilton, Ontario-based) MacMaster University in Art History and he’s happy to dispense to any interested party a synopsis of his thesis about religious imagery in Italian painting, entitled: Why’s It Always A Boy Child?

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