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... barely be called a room at all. The air hit him like a punch. A foul, greasy stench rose from the piles of garbage littering the corners, mixed with the sour odor of blood and sweat soaked into every inch of the walls.
’They don’t even clean this damn place...’
Rusty lockers leaned against cracked concrete walls. Some fighters stood in corners meditating. Others were shadowboxing aggressively, grunting and screaming to hype themselves up.
"I’ll win this! I’ll crush him! I ...
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