Its whisper the don what you expect,from a man who me mother nature looked under her dress and wasn't impressed, the same stupid son of a bitch who dosen't respect,the angel of death's request when he comes to collect.
The hero and the coward both feel the same thing, but the hero uses his fear, projects it onto his opponent, while the coward runs. It's the same thing, fear, but it's what you do with it that matters. Cus D'Amato
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