Paul rubbed the back of his head, it was unlike him to ask for help but he was really hungry, if he had to fight again he may not have the energy due to lack of food. "Well, you see. I have no money, 'fraid that I have yet to come upon any kind of money. I also live in a box." Paul said giving a innocent looking smile. It felt a bit shameful to admit that the builder of america was in fact, poor and broke. His heart too pure to ask for anything except for when he really needed it. Also most people wouldn't hire him due to his fame and the fact that he was too big to fit in most doors.

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