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It happened ten years ago, when I was only eighteen and I was studying in the last class of the most ordinary provincial school. Then I was thin, shy "nerd" who could not boast of leadership qualities or physical strength. At the same time, it was impossible to call me absolutely dead. I practiced on a horizontal bar almost every day, wanting to look, if not “like Arnold,” then at least like a familiar boxer, a neighbor in the stairwell. However, I had one ...
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