No surprise Kami arrived to the last station totally exhausted and kept struggling ony out of amour - propre. Ponderous Nasstya was habitually rude and displayed a perfect type of a bad prowrestler from old comicks up to constantly muttered insults and finger-wrenching attempts. But let's be candid : half-dead from fatigue Kami wrestled as bluntly and filthily as her opponent. We even clearly heard both accuse each other of biting but both later denied it and witnesses couldn't discern a thing in a macrame they had manifuctured out of their bodies. No wonder that the bout eventually came to kicks and clouts nor anyone gets suprised Kami still doesn't like to remember this infamy.
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