Atlas Gym, Saturday Afternoon.

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Fred was already not dealing well with his whole 'diet' thing. Part of his change was to start exercising more, so he struck a strange balance.

He was beating the ever loving hell out of a punching bag. He'd worked up quite the sweat (well, he often did, really), and wasn't looking to stop.

Good job, Fred. Way to be a mature human being.

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