Hi,  I'm Yotam (Yo-tom or Yo-taahm).

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I was born in a small fishing village in the north of Israel.

My grandad was a fisherman. My dad was a fisherman. 

And I too embellish the truth when telling stories. 
 

Like baby Moses, I was placed in a wicker basket and left

to drift with the current across the Atlantic, hitting shore in NYC.

It was there that a family of subway rats took me in and raised me as their own. 

As an honorary rodent, I've had several near death experiences,

all involving scuffing someone's Jordans.