After a hard fall during a simple parkour routine, I instinctively walked the remaining 4.5 km to my regular bar, La Factoria, injured. This chapter reflects on my odd, indefensible reasoning: trusting my body's assessment and adhering to the planned route as if I was the old sailor/soldier with no other choice.
An excerpt from: OG Parkour
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