Some fifteen years back, my sparring partner had me in full mount when he casually suggested that it was good I was studying Brazilian jiu-jitsu, in case I needed to use these skills to throw off an attacker. While under this fellow, who was far above my weight class, I laughed and pointed out the obvious: “Are you kidding? A rapist would punch me in th…
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