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The Harder They Come

I’ve never regarded myself as a fighter. Although I did a couple of years as a member of the George Town Boxing Club back in the days of old Des Mills. But the last time I was beaten up was one night back in early 1983 when I was too stoned and drunk to tie my laces. Nicky Barber kicked me unconscious with steel capped boots, jumped on my head & left me in the middle of the road. I learned a valuable lesson that night. About myself. Since then I served fifteen years in prison and never lost a fight along the way. I’ve always been the underdog going in. Always. And I’ve left a list of larger tougher men who’ve slipped, been surprised or otherwise had a bad day to complain about. The harder they come, the louder they are after the fall. Two hands have stood between me and the asphalt. Tools of the trade. What I have learned is the value of keeping my hands in my pockets.

Ilford FP4 125 shot on a Nikon F2A Photomic
Rodinal at 1+24 for 9 minutes at 22 Celcius

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Steven Clark Steven Clark - the stand up guy on this site

My name is Steven Clark (aka nortypig) and I live in Southern Tasmania. I have an MBA (Specialisation) and a Bachelor of Computing from the University of Tasmania. I'm a photographer making pictures with film. A web developer for money. A business consultant for fun. A journalist on paper. Dreams of owning the World. Idea champion. Paradox. Life partner to Megan.

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