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... by step. He repeated the left hook and then moved into the short jab and right cross. At first it was not great. His feet were slow. His hands came late.
He landed some blows but Warren answered harder each time. The simulation drained his mental energy faster than his muscles.
He felt fog in his thinking and his breathing became shallow. He had to stop and breathe between rounds to clear his head. He felt shame each time he failed because he wanted to be useful more than he want ...
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