Hand this man a microphone, turn on the music, and out comes Elvis from this gentle giant. You end up singing along with him because you know all the songs.
He cut his hair like him, even grew his burns like him. He had costumes upsize to give you the impression that Elvis was indeed in the building!
Our Elvis has sung his last song. He has officially left the building, passing in the night.
His name was Will Atkinson, but for me, he will always be "Elvis"!
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