Barbara Alvarez

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A Worthwhile Fight: Pradal Serey in Phnom Penh

A punch flew to the face followed by a swift kick to the stomach. The crowd chanted in rhythm to the blows that landed. The men, wearing nothing but red and blue shorts, moved steadily across the mat, inching closer and closer to the ropes. A little girl in the crowd danced along. The only thing separating my husband and me from the fighters were a few rows of local fans. Rocky, our Tuk Tuk driver, anxiously gauged our reactions. By the combination of grimaces and fascination on our faces, he co
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