I’ll be there, black hooded, face masked. Head tilted forwards, chin locked into a position from which to hit and to ride a hit. Arms hang loosely at my sides. Be cautious, they both hit hard. Forearm tendons will be taut, not tense. They’ll tense at the last moment, just as I connect. If you stop and talk, I’ll stare at you blankly. Headphones are embedded into my ears. You should haveĀ realized, because my head was nodding to the following tune. Be warned.


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