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... ed in far more modern boxing gloves than he had worn in decades past.
Each punch thrown was designed with absolute intent. Jab, jab cross, elbow, jab, cross body kick.
He moved lightly despite his age, always on the balls of his feet. He planted only to strike, hips rotating through each impact before pivoting away.
His son Erwin held the bag in place, lest after a single kick it would sway so wildly Bruno would need to reset it.
Erwin could feel the pressure desp ...
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