Pinocchio and Geppetto had a problem. More like an issue. A big issue. Every time Geppetto sawed, carved or even hammered into wood, Pinocchio claimed he felt a tinge, a hurt, an ouch. “A sympathetic connection to the wood, perhaps?” Pinocchio offered. “This is my livelihood”, Geppetto thundered, slamming his beefy fist on the table. But the next day, he stopped by to visit his friend the stonemason.

(Photo: Nick Duch)