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Edmund Conti

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August 4, 2018

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Edmund Conti is neither a poet nor an artist, which doesn't stop him from versifying and drawing. He also doesn't play the piano or tap dance but wishes he could. He doesn't live with a cat, either, which makes for a skimpy bio note.