Synchro Tales

Synchro Tales

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I am a synchronized swimmer. I have more muscles than most guys. I can swim 50 meters without breathing. I have insane back and leg flexibility. I constantly smell like chlorine and have countless bruises from getting kicked. I push myself harder every training and still get screamed at by my diabolical coach. Yet I have to deal with people telling me what I do is not a true sport. -Semibiographical short stories by yours truly, if you're curious about this strange, insane, and incredibly harsh sport. Copyright : All right reserved. No copying, no distribution, and/or anything else that has not been authorized by yours truly. Thank you.
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