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I was hoping not only to win the imminent event, but maybe sell a few copies of my book as well, which was a chronicle of my wild ride through the world of women’s boxing. There are not many authors prepared to take blows to the head in order to move some merchandise.
Even Norman Mailer, who trailed after Muhammad Ali like a smitten schoolgirl, didn’t go to these lengths. So with one hand I punched people in the face and with the other I signed books – this time for sale at a stand at Wild Bill’s ”Crown Room”, attended by the sensibly clad women from the feminist-run Charis Books shop. Whatever they thought about all the machismo on display at this ho-down, they sure enjoyed the bikini contest and the ring card girl, a stripper from the Pink Pony called Brittany-Nicole.

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