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1944. La aldea francesa estaba en silencio, envuelta en ruinas y humo. Entre paredes derrumbadas y tejados caídos, una vieja casa de piedra y madera

La guerra había terminado, pero no las cuentas pendientes. En el campo de prisioneros americano, bajo la rutina fría y silenciosa, Jimmy reconoció a

I Certainly LOVE being a Wrestler! Pro! Submission, etc in Gear! Lately i have been dealing with circumstances where i Can’t seem to wrestle!

I still remember one of my first real shadow matches. It wasn’t in a gym, or a club, or some big event.

Well, life takes some crazy turns at times. I have been in Canada for several years now, and wasn’t necessarily planning to leave.

I miss the old days of underground wrestling. Back when it still felt taboo, when stepping onto a mat in some stranger’s basement or hotel room felt

La bruma de la noche cubría el canal, y el agua oscura reflejaba los faroles temblorosos como espejos.

Two Madrid cabbies. Two bastards who’ve hated each other for years. Tonight, under the park lights, they finally face off.

German version of the text below. | Deutsche Version des Textes unten. English: I think I've already been mentioning this before but I was recently

Wusste gar nicht, dasss es hier einen Blog gibt. Mal sehen, ob ich in nächster Zeit etwas eintrage ;-)

In my recommendations Jacob4fun mentions the fist on a pipe. Here it is. It is a human size acrylic fist.

Right, where do I start with this! I've been on and off wrestling sights for years, way back in the globalglfight days!

Broke it up a bit this time. Still long. Feel free to skip. *** Ber er hver að baki nema sér bróður eigi.