Pshaw! I worked as a stevedore on the docks on the Mississippi, unloading cotton bales as big as a house, and I slept in a shoebox without a lid or a bottom. Chongo was (and is) a wimp, and I can say that with assurance because I happen to know he has a little "pied a terre" on the Gold Coast, about 20 stories up, with a great view of the Lake. He takes certain...parties...up there for...chess games.