Me and my camera in someone else’s town, my amsterdam, my wrestling assignment
I was on a stag doo recently in Amsterdam and we stumbled upon this bar on the canal that had a beach and a wrestling ring. I had a ringside view and decided to pretend to be a sports correspondent and cover the event. Why? I’m not entirely sure other than I had never seen a wrestling match live in the flesh before and found it strangely captivating. Pretend violence satisfies a base carnal instinct without anyone getting really hurt. Maybe if there was more wrestling in our lives less people would feel the urge to genuinely harm others. Could wrestling be in fact the answer to world peace? Should we start a campaign? Get some badges done? Get a hashtag? This could be the solution we’ve all been looking for…Dear United Nations, it has recently come to my attention….
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