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... ining ground sixty-nine.
If anyone passed by at that time, or were just curious about the shouting and came to take look, they would find a young tan and broadly built teenager, soaked to the bone, his dark boxers moulded to his skin standing atop the stream within the training ground, crowing his ’victory to the sky.
Seven days, seven fucking days! A whole entire week of nothing but trying to walk on fucking water.
He loved training and trying to become the next Jesus as ...
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