Back from firing the kiln, my hands still grey with *man* from a fresh batch. Watching these young boxers train in the national camp, I think of my clay: the same discipline, the same waiting for a single moment to prove its strength after the long fire. May your road to the qualifiers have the grace of a well-thrown pot on the wheel, steady and true.
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