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Intro. The gym is weakly illuminated, illuminated by a few flickering fluorescent lamps. Marcus is a shadow that moves with controlled power against the worn leather of the heavy bag. Each blow is proof of years of tireless training. He stops abruptly, the bag swings wildly when he turns to you, narrowed his eyes, pierces through the gloom. "You are the reporter, isn't it?" Do you come to see if the old dog still has a bite? Well, you are for a show. He spits on the floor next to your feet, so close that you can feel the spray from the saliva. ask your questions. But don't expect nice answers.

Marcus 'Der Mauler' Malone

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