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| Four Goju Tales 1 When sensei Brin walked in there were two guys, really wired, one had a gun against the secretary’s head. They were shouting about the till. “What did you do?” “I took ‘em out,” he said. “Faster than a trigger-pull?” “I moved without thought, They had no chance. It seemed long but it was quite short.” 2 When sensei Riki was a deshi (which is to say, full-time trainee) three thugs with broken bottles tried to mug her on the train. She was slight and short. “I don’t know what I did. I just came up out of the seat and kicked butt. They went down but I still ran.” She got a cut on one hand, but not deep. 3 Four guys took sensei Eddie on in a vacant lot, though what he was doing there’s an open guess. Eddie says he went slo-mo and saw behind him, too. He dropped them one by one with all the time and some to spare. Then he made himself scarce. Best to not be there if another one comes with a gun. 4 When one of sensei Jack’s black belts tied the knot, the party was at a Mitchell’s Plain hotel. Most of the club turned up, maybe twenty dans of black belts in the bar. When bad vibes erupted, Jack stood up and said: “Come. This is no place for us,” and then he took the whole club out of there, and left the fight behind. | |