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Dear Sir or Madam,
I write to you today with the utmost sincerity… and a slight throbbing in my left temple (don’t worry, it’s stable).
I am eager to join your institution as a top-tier surgeon — or scalpel-tier, if you prefer.
While my degree is imaginary, my training has been very much hands-on (stray cats, retired clowns, unconscious or consenting patients… sometimes both). I am a bold and innovative practitioner, driven by a passion for the limits of anatomy — especially when it comes to bypassing them. I love blending. I love surprises. I love a good scream now and then — always within the rules (mine, that is).
My time with the GHEIST allowed me to sharpen my skills in unconventional suturing and experimental grafting.
My ventures among the Freaks further expanded my artistic range, although a certain Mr. Majestic claims I’m “too creative.” Jealous, no doubt.
I’m not after recognition or fame.
All I seek is a table, good lighting, and ideally, a living patient (or not too dead).
Join me in my surgical dream.
Yours sincerely,
Dr. Sheleto
Surgeon, jester, genius above all.
P.S.: I bring my own tools.