We stopped in a dark lonely street and walked on a cobbled path to a warehouse looking building with 2 men at an iron doorway. They spoke quietly to Mal and then he took my hand and we went in. It was a large cold room, quite dark and a fair few people mingling and in the middle a boxing ring with big lantern lights over it. There was a strong eucalypt smell from the liniment for the men that were fighting and in one corner of the room there was 2 Up gambling and men talking about the races.
Suddenly a man entered the boxing ring to get people’s attention and introduced 2 fighters. Men that looked scary because they must have been boxing for quite some time, broken noses, bruises, sweat and blood was their lives apart from some kind of manual labour during the day. Mal took me closer to the ring as they fought and at the end of a round as the boxer sat down, a trainer sprayed him with water that hit me.
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