I needed a new place to live for May and June in Austin. I advertised the fact and got a few offers. I met Sharon at the place she rented as she returned from work. She was a fine looking woman in her thirties, wearing a smart black dress. We approached the door to the […]
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I’ve been in the States for three months, and I’ve seen no wrestling. I’d even missed the fact that the Big Red Machine (Kane, not a fire-engine) is now going about sans mask. With a face like this, you can see why he wore the mask. He was one of Chyna‘s heroes in terms of
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Easter Sunday in San Antonio. I am rejoicing after returning from Mexico with a new lease of US visa life, having not found any wives in the US yet. Before I sit on a bus to Austin for six hours, I must eat something. Perhaps I’ll treat myself to a celebratory steak or a twelve
