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The Lifter

I’ve been working out ever since I’d been about 14 years of age, when my dad bought a free weight set. I love lifting weight. Strength. Bodybuilding. Powerlifting. The look, feel, and smell of chalk, iron, and the intensity of … Continue reading

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