The Revolutionary comes back and they lock gloves.
The Revolutionary frees himself and jabs The Self-Loather's abdomen.
The Self-Loather takes a step back then charges The Revolutionary, plummeting his head.
The Revolutionary tries to block his face but becomes overpowered. And with a crushing blow, The Self-Loather hits the Revolutionary in the right eye, knocking him to the floor.
1...2...3...
The Revolutionary gets up, shaken but not stirred. They lock eyes.
The Self-Loather starts in. The Revolutionary throws a left hook. The Self-Loather blocks it and swings with his right--and hits.
The Revolutionary comes back. They're in a lock.
The Revolutionary jabs The Self-Loather in the gut. The Self-Loather hobbles backwards.
The Revolutionary approaches and punches The Self-Loather straight in the face. The Self-Loather falls back, struggling. His head hits the ground.
1...2...3...
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I just ran across your poem "In My Head" and noticed that you where using one of my photos as an illustration. I am flatered by this! Could you please place under the photo, courtesy of Boxingmonger.com? Just as you wish to be recognized for your art, I wish to be as well. Also, are you a fan of the sport of boxing? How did you run across our site? My e-mail addy can be found at my website.
Thank you for letting me use your photo, and for your request to be credited.
Hi Alicia. My name is Taft Corbett. I'm the Editor-In-Chief of boxingmonger.com. I enjoyed your writing and am glad you chose one of our photo's to accompany it. Just wanted to stop by and say hello. Keep up the good work.
Hi Alicia. My name is Taft Corbett. I'm the Editor-In-Chief of boxingmonger.com. I enjoyed your writing and am glad you chose one of our photo's to accompany it. Just wanted to stop by and say hello. Keep up the good work.
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