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.:. Men Wrestling Plate 902, Animal Locomotion Two trim young Greeks evenly matched, wrestling across the marble gymnasium floor, their dispassionate master looking onif Muybridge had in mind's eye a drama of pure motion, Attic grace, he was off by miles. These two guys face one another like heavyweights in some tum-of-the-century Colorado mining town. They both sport bushy mustaches, pot guts, meaty fists. It's a bare knuckles brawl in Cripple Creek, where the miners are out on strike and drunk, waving their last poor wages and reeling with despair. They see hero and villain, Big Bill Haywood and the bad mine bosses going at it toe to toe in the street. Justice on their side, they bet the whole worksmoney , the swaybacked horse they plan to ride farther west, to Telluride where the mines and whores are working. They plan to travel on their winnings, on Big Bill's big left hand. It shoots forward, misses, and their man's off his feet, swung over a hip stunned face first into the dust. The miners are dumbstruck it's over so quick. Lucky they're so drunk Big Bill going over backwards won't fix in their minds or hearts. They're not beat, they say, tipping the bottle back, no way, not yet. 13 ...

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