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A Long Way From Anything

A guy trying to find a home that never was.

Today I encountered something I thought was a urban legend. You see, at Judo practice tonight, we were working on De Ashi Harai. It's a foot sweep. It also involves vertically yanking the opponent's gi. Now for a bit of history. Under my gi, I don't wear much. Usually just a jock strap. Some people wear a t-shirt, but chafing has never really affected me. No big deal. But tonight! In the shower later on this evening (after I got home from Judo), I look down and realize that my nipples are blood red!! They were hurting a little in class, but I figured with all the movement it was nothing. Ouch! Nipples fucking hurt! Dammit, this happens to other people not me!
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