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I am in Zakopane, fighting mountains. Their size and tranquility offends me. This mountain thought itself my better, but I have trampled its heights beneath my feet. I have stood upon its pinnacle and cavorted like an ape, furious and triumphant. I have looked upon its rocky...
Posted On 10 Aug 2011
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Day Six: Punching, Singing and Mountain Climbing

Four hours after I head to bed, I wake up.  My throat burns.  The thirst is outrageous.  The drinking will likely kill me. Feverish sleep reclaims me. I dream of punching. Punching 900. Suddenly, Matt is awake.  Chaos descends.  Next thing I know, my blade is in hand and I am...
Posted On 10 Aug 2011
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