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THE SOLITARY SHADOW: OF LOVE LUST AND BLOOD PT. 4

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Regina:  Regina's crew:        Regina stiffened in my arms, half in surprise and half in hate-powered, revolted denial of me. She'd been plotting feverishly, fervently to kill me probably since that day more than a month ago that I sent Styck upstate. The open palms of her hands flew to either side of my face and smacked me hard enough to make my flesh burn like acid had been poured on it. Instinctively she seized both sides of my face and pried our lips apart. That's when the  klikk-klikk  of the shotties registered on her consciousness. That's all the hint that she needed to know that the cops were going to blast us to kingdom come if they didn't buy us kissing. Without breaking the flow of her movements, she twined both of her arms behind my head and pulled me to her. We were now in a much better position to kiss, so her smacking the living crap outta me and repositioning me [ hopefully ] looked like she was resetting me so we cou

Anderson Silva vs Chris Weidman 2: ANDERSON WAS WINNING

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This link above is provided on youtube and shows the whole Silva vs WEIDMAN 2 fight. Idk how long Dana will let this video survive, but it's clear that I was right in my predictions...ANDERSON WAS WINNING THIS FIGHT. Chris Weidman acquitted himself well by doing exactly what I predicted that he would: he channeled his inner Rashad Evans. He pressured Anderson, he shot and took Anderson down, he did not wait for Anderson to initiate exchanges, he showed no fear standing, he used intelligent ground and pound while watching for Anderson's subs and sweeps from the guard. He did exactly what he was capable of doing. Let me say...and let me point out from the video above...that Chris DID NOT HURT ANDERSON. The video of the fight makes it 100% clear beyond the tiniest shadow of a doubt that Anderson was working his dreaded clinch on Chris, and Chris landed a right to Anderson's ear just as Anderson landed a right knee to Chris' body. Anderson was knocked off balance by

CAPOEIRA GRAPPLING AND WEAPONS DISARMS IS CENTURIES OLDER THAN KRAV MAGA AND BRAZILIAN JIUJITSU

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ATACX GYM STREET WARRIOR CAPOEIRA SCISSOR SWEEP Powerful African wrestling and grappling champion      CAPOEIRA ORIXA OGUN, GOD OF TECHNOLOGY, STRENGTH, IRON, BUILDING, WAR AND ALSO ORIXA OF MARTIAL ARTS INCLUDING GRAPPLING. ESSENTIAL TO OLD WARRIOR CAPOEIRA PRACTICE AGAYU ORIXA OF VOLCANOS MOUNTAINS AND MORE...FATHER OF OGUN...ALSO ORIXA OF MARTIAL ARTS INCLUDING GRAPPLING. ESSENTIAL TO OLD WARRIOR CAPOEIRA PRACTICE SHANGO [ XANGO ] HISTORICAL WARRIOR KING OF THE YORUBA. THE ORIXA SHANGO [ DIFFERENT FROM THE KING SHANGO ] IS BROTHER OF OGUN, AND BOTH OGUN AND SHANGO ARE SONS OF AGAYU. SHANGO/XANGO/DJANGO IS A BRILLIANT, DEVASTATING WARRIOR AND MARTIAL ARTIST CLOSELY ASSOCIATED WITH AFRICAN MARTIAL ARTS AND CAPOEIRA Many people...and almost all Cardio Capoeiristas...have no idea that Mbundu Ngolo Kipura aka Mbundu Montu, aka Kipura miscalled "Capoeira"...not only has powerful and devastating grappling, they are wholly

THE SOLITARY SHADOW: OF LOVE LUST AND BLOOD PT. 2

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th i s is the link to PT. 1 in case you missed it... http://atacxgymcapoeira.blogspot.com/2013/12/the-solitary-shadow-of-love-lust-and.html   THE SOLITARY SHADOW : OF LOVE, LUST AND BLOOD PT. 2  I and the moderate crowd--grown to about 30, 40 kids and a dozen or so adults stopped by the sound of our laughter and the b-ball court hijinks--kept laughing at Mike Mike.  Mike Mike and his mix of Lincoln Park ganxtas and non-LP street crew members were not at all inclined to join in our levity. Their faces ran the gamut of chocolate from nearly white chocolate to the richest darkest flavorful hues. Their faces ran the gamut from being sinfully unattractive to that uniquely ganxta blend of charisma that can only be described as handsome and threatening. The expressions on their faces ran a similar gamut of disparate looks: expressionless visages that for all the world seemed calm and unaffected...except for the cold, homicidal, cobra like glare of their eyes. Or naked, wolf like hostility. Ey