Ballistic Gristle
Bartolomeo Pagano! Go ahead, it’s a fun name to say. We see him here escaping trapdoor deathplunge by sheer effort of musculature… actually, I think that may be a stand-in. But Pagano and his biceps etc are real, and you can see them flexing and rippling their way through this week’s edition of The Forgotten, over at the Daily Notebook — a short jaunt away by cyber-jalopy.
