![]() ![]() ![]() Sensei’s prison days began in the late ‘80s, far from how it is now. “I gotta be in debt then, cuz I keep paying,” I say with a slight flex, gathering breath around the clamor of 16 cages filled with yelling bodies. “The price you pay is results, remember that.” “Get out my pocket, old man, dis my money.” I say, before forcing life out my body, all the aggression garbled with one push. “Do that last pushup again,” Sensei says with a raspy voice. He prowls in a cage that seems to be made just for him, the size and parameter, for him, the square box for his hands to be cuffed and uncuffed – for him. He carries himself so well, like he only been in for a few days, a couple weeks maybe. Sensei’s in good shape, 68 years old, an undefeated foe of the Michigan Department of Corrections. ![]()
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