It was 1984. Van Halen's album had just come out. George Orwell's novel was turning out to be very accurate. Streets of Fire was about to become an underrated 80's movie. And, one other thing happened that was completely irrelevant to all that; Sal was drunkenly conceived by two strangers on vacation in Hawaii. Nine months later he was born in the continental United States. New York State to be specific. His mother was a photojournalist who used her powers to fight against the ever occurring nuclear tests. She bought a one-way ticket to the Soviet Union, and as a consequence “never came back" under mysterious circumstances. But Young Sal didn't let her absence stop him from getting older. As he grew he learned that growing up was another word for dying. From thence forth he started dying inside a little bit every day. In high school he “accidentally" cured this inner struggle by ingesting entheogenics at a party. His new found light-heartedness earned him the nickname “Sunshine" (in his own mind). He had an optimistic sensibility from that point on, but instead of using it to earn money, he decided to help other people earn money for themselves. Advertising was his bread and butter until 2025, when he suddenly quit and decided to stop. He is fluent in French, and usually has his contacts set to LSD-25.