"bang bang bang"
Vors mouthed this under his breath with every hit to the heavy bag. 

Jab jab cross, chasing and following lines with his eyes, snap-raising a forearm check between an exterior triangular step. 
"Bang Bang bang"
His aching bones creaking and stiffening, hardening and softening like the bows of a great ship, destined overseas, long ambivalent to pain.
"Bang bang bang"
Jab cr...

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