You are finally healed enough to limp into the workplace again. You have lived in a shack eating only fish and drinking only filtered salt water for so vary too long. You only get eighteen hours a week at the salt plant because you can't move as fast as you used to. Your co workers are cruel and they call you "The foot". They often walk alongside you limping in mockery.
Let em laugh you have your piano and now you have a out dated P C computer to record it with. Eat that bitches.