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Sometime after 2:00 a.m., the train eased into an unplanned halt. No station announcement, no bustle, no vendors but just a long mechanical sigh as the wheels settled.

The First-Tier AC coupe was a chamber of refrigerated air sealed against the thick, humid night.

Gut punches… that sound, the pop and smack of flesh on flesh. I had to experience it myself.

It’s been a while since my last post, and a lot’s changed since then — especially me.

It was easier working out when I was 25-30. Now I have to think harder: about good recovery, about possible injuries, about how close to my "failure" do I wanna train.

MeetFighters has been an incredible experience and journey, helping me to gain confidence in my physical appearance and attractivity but also make

German Version of the text below. | Deutsche Version des Textes unten. English: So my last entry explained in detail, why I'm internally grandiose and

There is something strange about MeetFighters . At first glance, it feels like an obscure corner of the internet — a hidden world, dangerous,

German version of the text below. | Deutsche Version des Textes unten. English: Hey guys, since I'm still not back at full health, I decided to write

I'll just have to try again next year. Incidentally, if you want to follow more of my drawing journey, you can do so on DeviantArt .

Chapter 3: Lessons of blood He had believed Edgar was unbeatable. But he was wrong.

CHAPTER 4 Revenge The count had proven he could take hits, that he knew how to move, and that he had instinct.

Chapter 2 : Dogfight There are two worlds: that of counts, dukes, and lords, and that of the lower class and its ruffians.

Chapter 1: A Petulant Count Learns Humility London, 19th century. The Palace of the Count of Hereford.

Am I drawing supervillains now?

Following my recent blog on old French pro wrestling, I wanted to share one of my favourite matches.

NBWrestler07 is a Lion among lambs. A true brother among brothers. In early August, I signed up for Chicago’s WrestleFest.

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