The Turkish Whorehouse

[PiersKnight]

“The Turkish whorehouse was where I fought a number of their government’s ***** prisoners in a mass bloody brutal ***** fight with more than forty ***** prisoners in which quite a few were death fights and twenty died brutally.”
Sara White Doe

The Turkish whorehouse Or the Battle of Istanbul
It all happened in September of the year 2009 following that summer’s successful Underground Extreme Catfight Tournament.

After the UECT tournament Rachel had a few people contact her about her sister Sara and her touring the European and Mediterranean countries; France, Germany, Spain, Africa, Libya, Egypt, Israel, Turkey and Italy, including a special stop over in Rome then Germany and back to France finishing in England, That was their itinerary, and then they went home.

Essentially, they circled the Mediterranean Sea touring in the above order.
It was pretty hot out there and though a lot of the populations are dark skinned Sara and Rachel were often darker. Billed as the Dark Amazons from America, some of the countries called them goddesses; in some cases they were darker than the locals and they certainly deportmented themselves as goddesses.

The trip to England marked the first time they met Robert; the English ********** /dick head, as Rachel used to call him, though sometimes she would call him Robert England in deference to a sarcastic sleight on his ethnicity and accent.

It was a very busy tour but a lot of fun for both Amazons, but never, no NEVER too much fun: “I ain't ever had", so the country song goes:

“Too much fun what’s that mean? It’s like too much money, there's no such thing, it’s like a girl too pretty or too much class, being too lucky, a car too fast, no matter what they say I've done I ain't never had too much fun.”

Rachel and Sara had won the 2009 Tag Team Extreme Underground Catfight Tournament, which ended around June 20th and so the girls took a week in England while they healed from their injuries taking in all of London’s tourist attractions including Piccadilly square, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben and the Tower of London, they even got to see Hobs lane where the underground fight club is. In fact that venue would be the FINAL port of call on their European / Mediterranean itinerary.

(Hobs Lane. Hob; An old English term for the Devil or a demon)

They wrestled at the Lions head Pub, very old and dark in terms of d?cor, nothing big, just an Oil Wrestling Night with some British fighters. Both Sara and Rachel hated the greasy feel of the oil. Rachel loathed it, but they won their match.

A few wrestling tapes were filmed for the locals to buy there, a nice bit of extra cash for the landlord, but the main aim of getting more customers in was no doubt served and they were certainly very drunk that night as was Robert the ********, the ******* self styled female wrestling manager who they met there for the first time

Most of the pubs customers were there just for the live **** show, and to add insult to injury, the girls had to wear clothes. Considering how oily they were going to get they didn't understand why they had to wear clothes, “It was stupid,” as Sara says. “But they kicked the **** out of their little tart’s *****, or should I say ‘arses’ as we are in England?”

Rachel put a big titted ***** down hard in a *** body slam and the girl quit right after that. Sara White Doe lifted her partner up in the air by her vulva with her fist inside her (she screamed bloody murder and the crowd went wild) and slammed her down. The British girls both quit and the two Sioux Indian Amazons won.

After getting showered and cleaned up, the two girls took the rest of the evening off to relax in a private room where, huddled around the table, (Then) one of Rachel’s contacts asked her to do a Catfight tour of Mediterranean coastal towns and cities. The two sisters talked it out. The contacts told them they would get $25,000 for the tour and $5,000 for every win they had or every match they won. Rachel said, “well, if you agree we are safe, sure, as in we get an Armed escort,” she emphasized. They agreed.

The entourage followed the tour route listed above, counter clockwise round the Mediterranean Sea around which many European cultures formed over many centuries. They pretty much swept each of the countries they toured, even Turkey, and upset a lot of people they fought who thought they knew what Catfighting was. Then they showed them what Catfighting really is.

You probably wonder why Turkey. Why there?
What stuck out so much that they would remember Turkey?

A lot of ****** and a lack of laws for dealing with them, that’s what.
In Turkey they have what the government calls compounds, in a nutshell it is a debtors prison for the women and daughters to work off their husbands debts and in some cases, boyfriends debts.

These huge compounds are filled with women ****ing for money to pay their husbands or father's debts and so this was the first thing, which stuck out in Rachel’s’ and Sara’s minds. They had never seen such an iniquitous place.

Their tour of the European Mediterranean rim was extensive and took them to all the countries that surround the Med including Toulon, France; Palma, Spain; Nador, Morocco; Annaba, Algeria; Tubruq, Libya; Alexandria, Egypt; Haifa Israel; Tripoli Lebanon; Istanbul Turkey; Antalya; Avlon Greece; Palermo, Sicily; Rome; Germany; Geneva, Switzerland; Luxembourg; Creteil, France; but restricted to only one Catfight per country. Turkey was the only Brawl, which is what made it standout for Rachel and Sara, which is why it is the centrepiece of this chapter of White Doe’s Catfights.

At the end of this tour they reached England for a second time and drove to Hobs Lane in Hackney, London, for Sara’s catfight with a Red haired huge *** ***** named Sue, which Sara White Doe won.


The girls fought their way around Europe on their fixed itinerary until part of their tour took them to the main Prostitute Compound in Istanbul about six blocks from the sea or the bay area, mostly up hill.
The second reason that Turkey stuck in the sister’s minds was because of what was asked for and tried.

The men in charge of this den of vice wanted them to have sex with the lot of them just like their ******. Needless to say that was met with a BIG NO;
The next thing or part of what they made as a deal was that the women who could take them down or kill them in a fight their debts would be cleared;
Again Needless to say that brought on all comers; they were coming out of the woodwork, until Rachel and Sara gave them the rules:

Nude was not a problem;
No weapons, they agreed to it but a few still tried;
Other than that, it was to be an all out catfight to the finish.
As I said, they seemed to come out of the woodwork. There were at least 150 women that showed up, but then they saw the two battle hardened Amazons.

Rachel and Sara entered the fight pit and took their place to the side; instantaneously 50 of them decided they would rather **** than fight.
The managers of the compound started to choose their biggest women to fight the two Amazons in waves, though at first they figured one on one with a few of their huge girls (when I say Huge I mean no tone, big bellies, big huge ****, some of whom made the shapely, muscular, busty FFF cup body builder Amazons look small, but none of them were fighters.

They were all body types across the board; skinny, fat, super model looking, ugly but good body, pretty but no breasts, old, young, too young, late teens, you name it they had it, including lots of plain Jane’s.

Sara asked in a polite way if the fight was one on one or was this team thing? The managers told them in broken English it was one on one, but that also changed. Nearer to the end of the fight it became a forty-woman brawl, 40 Turkish ****** against Rachel and Sara. Lots of martial arts were used and at the end twenty dead women littered the fight pit along with dieing women from being cunted and also maimed savagely.

At the start Rachel led out, she warmed up and Sara rubbed her down.
They sent in a skinny woman with huge ****, when she walked they smacked together just like the child’s play toy ********, that’s the way they smacked together. Rachel walked out and the skinny woman ran at her. Rachel jumped up in a snap kick catching her just below her sternum. The girl gasped for air in a silent scream of pain, as the kick lifted her off the floor she landed on her feet and Rachel hit her with a double Ax hammer in her forehead, which was a quick KO.

Rachel turned to Sara and walked over and kind of tagged her.
Sara walked into the pit area and met the next woman who was 6' and weighed probably about 278 or 290 with huge ****, a big belly and long black hair. When they said “Fight,” she ran at Sara and Sara decided to do something she had never tried before, but had seen it done, so Sara rammed her with a spear attack; Sara charged her and caught her in the mid stomach and lifted her up and over her head then body slammed her hard on the ground. Sara suddenly connected with her and heard “OOFFFFFF!” Then she quit after being slammed down. She had blood coming out of her mouth; it looked like she bit her tongue. Sara stood up and returned to her side.

Rachel stepped in. A girl that looked normal came in, Rachel crouched down and Sara saw a glint of something in her hand and Shouted at Rachel and she saw what Sara had seen; then the girl lunged at her with the knife; Rachel caught the girl's wrist then she chopped her left hand down in the bend and shoved her knife back in her face. The 7" blade went through her right eye socket and she dropped to the floor. The crowd BOOed the North American Indian Amazons. So again, they repeated that they had stipulated NO WEAPONS. Rachel walked back to Sara.

Sara walked in and this time she got two normal 5' 5" women who immediately spread out and took up boxing stances. Sara swept a foot back and raised her fists open hand style; The one on her right came in swinging and hit her right arm as the one on her left jumped at her. Sara was too quick for them and kicked the girl on the right in her breast knocking her back and jumped off her as she caught the one on her left hanging around her neck and rolled as they hit the floor with Sara on top of her.

Sara hurried to her feet and held onto her hair as she swung her side ways into the other woman. She collided hard with her partner as Sara ran, jumped then dropped down in a double leg Guillotine. Sara’s right heel smashed the right girls nose flat and her left leg caught the other girl across the throat. Sara scrambled to her feet and faced them as the two of them gave up and quit.
Sara went back to her corner and Rachel came out and waited in the center of the floor. That was when the Whorehouse managers got kind of desperate the started to send in more ****** to fight them.

At this point in this write-up, as the pit starts to become flooded with fighting women it is logical to begin to number each of the ****** as they attack:

Three came out: #1 was about 5'8" and fit but with a Huge NOSE,
#2 looked like a Pear with no breasts, but a big ***. #3 was about 5 '6" heavily built, big belly and ALL breasts, as in massive MM cups, which actually made Rachel and Sara look small. Sara whistled at Rachel and she winked at Sara who said “ok,” and shrugged. This motley crew decided to charge Rachel, but Rachel was extremely quick with them, in this order:

Rachel, JUMP, Knee square in #2s face /forward grapple and as she rolled over the top she grappled #2 around the waist as she lands on her feet and yanks her over with her in a throw now bowling the other two over. Rachel scrambles forward and upper cuts #1 in her nose: >>CRACK<<. Meanwhile #3 is still trying to get to her feet as Rachel places her in and arm bar hold then savagely starts kicking her huge breasts over and over as she leads her around the fighting pit. The woman screamed bloody murder and wailed like she was being gutted, then Rachel jumped up and performed an AX kick with her right heel to the back of the woman's head; it almost looked like she hit her hard enough to knock the woman's eyes out of her head, and she crashed head long into the floor.

***** #1 came running at her with blood from her nose running down her breasts; Rachel spun right and circled back in, clothes lining her across the throat. The woman's feet left the floor and she flipped with the hit in reverse. ***** #2 was either KO'ed or was acting like she was KO'ed because they carried her off the side also. Rachel turned and Sara took the floor.

Now they sent three of the pudgier one's at Sara, not huge but not in shape either. They looked like they were their version of Gang members, which kind of stood to reason because it is like a prison for women.

***** #1 (in this group) had a set of brass knuckles and the other's started to circle Sara, but with long years of experience Sara knew what they were going to do. She waited for ***** #2 to get her from behind in her weak bear hug and as her friend with the brass knuckles came running in, Sara broke the hold and dropped down as the KNUCKLE PUNCH crashed home >>WHAM<< into ***** #2’s face, blood flying everywhere, she dropped like a stone.

***** #1 with the brass knuckles just stood there looking at what she did with a shocked look on her face. What a mistake, Sara jumped up and uppercut her hard under her chin breaking her teeth in a shattering mess.

***** #3 stood back and waited until the first one and third one were drug out of the pit or arena floor as Sara raised her fists to her and she raised both hands and gave the peace sign. Then Rachel came in and they both got swamped by about 10 of them including the one that just gave Sara the peace sign.

Sara and Rachel split them up 5 to 5 and Sara swept her left foot back and raised her fists. Rachel took on Dragon style Kung Fu and Sara used Kempo. Rachel slashed her nails down the first woman’s breasts and kicked the third one in between her fake breasts (WOW, first set of fake ****). Sara did a spin kick, kicking the second ***** in her jaw and in the circle turn she slashed her nails across the fourth girls throat scratching her bloody as she grabbed the fifth one by the neck then spun around with her in hand and sank her claws in and yanked, -- tearing the girl’s throat out.

Rachel finished with a huge breast lift/body slam. She slammed her fifth one down on one of the downed women and savagely kicked the third one in the neck, Sara heard it >CRACK<<.
By this time both Rachel and Sara where splattered in blood none of it was theirs. They stood ready as the management flunkies carted off the women which Sara and Rachel had just KO'ed or Killed.

The two Amazons paused while the bodies were removed

Then the flood of women began pouring into the pit. Needless to say at this point they had a steady flow of women come running in to the fight area. At this point both Amazons became a blur of kicks punches breast throws and biting, chopping and breaking.

Rachel and Sara were quite literally fighting back-to-back Amazons style as the attackers tried to separate them. The first wave of about 15 women came in; Sara took the last one, which was ***** #8. Rachel mixed Dragon with Kempo and Sara mixed Tiger and Kempo, a good complementary mix of styles and they kept their strikes to either stunning/KO's or killing blows for well over an hour and a half. At this point they fought non-stop, the pit was covered in blood and gore by then.

At one point Sara saw that women were waiting to get in to fight them and as they came in they knocked them down, -- they were quite literally standing shin deep in bodies and bloody body parts; This was a gory bloody pit of bodies with two Amazons fighting all-comers Classic Amazon style.

As the wave came in they split them up, but they seemed not to be able to catch the fact that we were splitting their group into two groups. This degeneration into a mob mentality certainly did not help them.

On Sara’s side of the pit the first woman came at her with her partner and Sara jump-split-kick them in the face and as she came down she circle Ax-kicked the third one across her jaw, then jumped up and drop kicked her in the breasts which knocked her back and Sara swept her leg sideways knocking two of them down.

She grabbed both of their legs by the ankles and drug them back towards herself then jumped forward in a roll and brought their feet up to their faces.

That brought hellish screams!

She scrambled to her feet and tackled three of them to the floor. She rolled back as they tried to get up and got kicked a few times and punched once which brought us to where Rachel had entered a berserker rage which was where Sara started to grip and break the wrists of the first three as she yanked them to her and back chopped the sixth one. Sara and Rachel had decided to use killing and maiming blows along with stunning.

There are now so many brawlers rushing the two Amazon’s in the ring the numbers begin to get complicated so I guess I should count them down as I go.

OK, game plan:
Each one will be a # sign and a move followed by a brief description of her and the move.

Now Sara’s OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) kicked in to overdrive

Alright >>> #6 swung a big running wind mill punch at Sara who grabbed her wrist as it came to her, and wrenched her arm back at the elbow. Sara heard a snap, she screamed as Sara kicked her in the face and jumped up to #7 and performed a hurricania move on her neck and swung her body down tossing her to the floor and got to her Feet. #8 & #9 both were blonds, charged her fast, -- both throwing right handed punches. Sara Grabbed #9 by her wrist and pulled her into #8's hitting path. She hit her friend in the side of the head as Sara bent #9's arm around # 8's arm and kneed #9 in the face KO'ed her and threw her into #3 & #4 as she kicked # 8 in the throat.

She gurgled as the #10^th woman came charging at Sara. #10 was the heaviest one yet; she reminded Sara of some of the German mat clubs female fighters. Sara grabbed her temptingly big breasts and hip tossed her in to the pile of downed female fighters. She got up and #3 jumped on Sara’s back as #4 punched her in the **** a few times. Sara grabbed #3 by the back of her head and pulled her forward slamming her into #4.
#7 got up and charged Sara, who jumped around her back with her arm around her neck and pulled as she tossed >>BREAK<<

#6 ran out of the pit area and #5 grabbed Sara’s big breasts with both hands, Sara head butted her then grabbed her head and head butted her several more times until she collapses to the floor without a face.

#1 & #2 both run away. #3 gets up right as Sara stepped down on #4's neck and grabbed #3 in a choke slam and jumped up with her as she body slammed her down on the rest of them.

#10 recovered and got up, she puffed her self up and made her fists over and over. Gripping her hands she walked up to Sara and decided to box her, a big mistake. She swung, Sara moved, she swung, Sara moved, she swung, Sara moved…. GOD she was so slow! Sara kicked her between her legs bulls eye in her ****, grabbed her breasts by the ******s and yanked her down and kneed upwards, the first time hitting her breast bone, the second time, hitting her face, let go of her ******s and grabbed her head and bashed her face bloody with knee strikes until her face disappeared in a mask of blood and shattered bone.

Sara looked over to Rachel who had just ripped off two women’s breasts, Sara knew this because one was from a black woman and bigger and the other was white and smaller. She was standing in bodies like Sara was and covered in blood like Sara.

Then more women came running in.

The men didn’t even try to remove the bodies of the women they had just fought and killed; The freshly invading women flooded in the arena like ants; I can tell you, it was standing room only in there!

Sara reverted back to close quarters combat training, elbow strikes and knees mixed with head butts. The first new woman and Sara traded blows for all of 3 seconds, she hit Sara’s mouth, Sara hit her in the nose with everything she had, her face exploded in a red mist as her nose disappeared and she got knocked to her ***.

Women #2, 3, 4 & 5 surrounded her in a ‘dog pile’, they piled on her hitting her over and over until Sara got mad, at which point she got her feet under her and pushed up in a jump, knocking them back into other ******.

There is little doubt that all of the women in these compounds are ******, they are not allowed to ply their trade on the streets, they have to go to the compounds or they execute them.

The wardens take the clients to special rooms to **** with the ****** and they video them and blackmail them. It is like centralized prostitution, rather how the Communists might have run it. (And Turkey wonders why they can't get into the E.U.) They even tried that trick with Rachel and Sara right after this match and tried to blackmail them to have sex with them. That didn't work out. Needless to say they also lost more than a few of their men that night, but more of that later.

Sara knocked #2, 3, 4 & 5 down rather hard as she busted out of their ‘dog pile’ on top of her. She noticed at this point she was in fact surrounded and so was Rachel who was a blur of perfect beauty and blood as she beat them back in a whirling display of martial arts as she honored our family. She was perfect.

***** #6 came at Sara and Sara chin locked her >>SNAP<< grabbed #7 in her left eye as she chopped #8 hard across the throat crushing her windpipe, back elbowed #9 to her face as she punched forwards punching #10 in the throat, -- again gurgled gasps emanated from the women. ****** # 2, 3, 4, & 5 recovered and #11 & #12 joined in with them.

First up was #3 and #5 who tried to tackle her to the ground as #4 kicked her in the back. ****** #11 and #12 grabbed her breasts and pulled them in opposite directions, parting them. Sara took #3 and #5 and smashed their heads together hard which broke #11 and #12's grip on her breasts. Each one had grabbed her breast in a grip and started to pull her in different directions.
(They would each need two hands for such large breasts.) Sara knocked #3 & #5's heads together face first, which broke the hold that #11 & #12 had on her ****. They backed up and tried to circle her again as she slammed #3 & #5's heads together again, this time breaking things like cheek bones, eye brows, noses, etc, etc.

***** #11 tried to grab Sara in a full nelson as #12 punched her breasts like speed bags, just really slowly. Sara jumped up and wrapped her ankles and legs around her neck then twisted >>SNAP << was the result. Sara kicked the *****’s body back between her breasts. ***** #11 held tight to her hold Sara raised her arms up and dropped down out of her full nelson hold, she dropped down on Sara, which was a bad mistake. Sara shoved her fist hard in her ****** and grabbed her throat hard as she used her for a slamming tool to clear a fight area for herself. She gripped her larynx and squeezed her uterus as she pushed them back to the wall. She yanked her throat out hard and tossed it to the crowd.

***** #2 grabbed Sara from behind in a bear hug and tried to suplex her, but she could barely lift her. Sara slammed her head back catching her in the face. She let go of her and #4 kicked her in the stomach. Sara backed up and as she jumped up on her front on front, she bit her left ******. She screamed as Sara tore back and she dropped off holding her breast.

****** #13, #14, and #15, rushed her but Sara quickly upper-hand-strike drove ***** #15’s nose bone into her brain.

***** #13 punched Sara in the mouth as #14 tried to bite her ****** on her right breast. Sara grabbed #13 by her hair and yanked her to the side as she shoved her thumb into #14's right eye. She screamed and backed up as Sara tore it out of her skull. ****** #13 ended up between Sara’s legs in a reverse setting face sit position, Sara’s legs locked behind her and she squeezed her head tight. She tried to bite into Sara’s ***** as she squeezed her head like a small melon, with the same effect.

***** #16 was black, short and fat with huge ****, but decided to take on Sara. At this point those that had hit or survived the first attack ran, but #16 decided she could take her. She cussed at her in Turkish and came at her grabbing her breasts pulling her ******s in different directions. Sara grabbed her breasts and yanked her towards herself as she also sank her nails deep into the fat *****’s **** drawing blood.

She screamed as Sara kept kneeing her in the belly over and over; she tried to escape but Sara yanked her back to her by her areolas and tore them up. She screamed as Sara yanked her back to her, again she panicked as Sara tore her left areola off her breast. She backed up as Sara let her go, then Sara hooked her foot and she fell, legs spread, as Sara got down on her and shoved her fist in her ****** and punched her deep. The ***** kept trying to crawl away as Sara punched down in her to the uterus. She passed out as Sara pulled and yanked her fist back out of her, womanhood in hand.

Last but not least ***** #17 was a big huge woman about Sara’s size and made no bones about carrying a knife in with her hand, as did her big friend, but Rachel and Sara quickly separated them. ***** #17 slashed at Sara quick, and Sara grabbed her wrist and fed her knife into her throat, up through the bottom of her throat into the top of her skull.

At this point the battle was over, Rachel and Sara were the only ones left standing. Rachel had decapitated her opponent with her own knife. The crowd BOO'ed them and the two bloodied and gory Amazons, slick with blood, sweat and various body fluids were led to the locker room so they could wash and change.

The two Amazons paused and figured that after they fought the rest of them they fought somewhere around 58 or 60 women in total. All in all, the total time of the mass brawl was about 2 hours and 30 minutes.

[h=Sara White Doe: four of the guards and the managers showed up to pay them,]1[/h]Which at first they wouldn’t do. That, and their insistence on rape and sex went very badly for them.

The events, which follow, went like this:

The big fat guards came in, ***** in hand to **** them; hey thought they got to have sex with the winners.

Wrong!

The girls where getting dressed and the guards tried to do the two on one rape style sex.

Bad mistake: Rachel took the first one in a DDT style move (DDT = forward headlock with a power drive head driver into the floor) she KO'ed him.

His buddy dropped down on her trying to get his **** in as one of the managers of the compound tried to hold her. The one that tried to shove his dick in got head butted in the nose, then kneed in the balls. The manager of the compound lost his nut sack because she tore his sack open with her claws as she yanked his balls down

[h=As for Sara’s three:]1[/h]
The first one reached for Sara’s shoulders to shove her into the wall, but she reversed it and slammed him face first into the wall. Sara grabbed the second one who was waving his hard on at her and lifted him off the floor by his nuts. He screamed like a little girl as she ripped up on him. His buddy grabbed Sara from behind and grabbed her breasts but she slammed her head back into his nose.

Then she turned her attention to the man whose head she had smashed. She grabbed his head and smashed it into the wall. Then she turned back to the manager of the compound who was trying to get his pants back up. She grabbed him by the throat and he gurgled. He raised the pouch of money.

“Very wise, little man,” Rachel said and took it from him.
He threatened them that they would never be able to leave. Rachel broke his neck before he said anything else.

The girls stuffed them in the broom closet and busted the lock on the door.
They got cleaned up, dressed and left with the tape he had in hand as they headed for the docks and boarded the ship that they were booked on and sailed for Italy.

Oh the blackmail tape?

That got smashed on the deck of the ship then it kind of got thrown very hard into the sea.

The next stop for a Catfight is Italy, but for now, the girls are taking a well deserved break on the ship.



Sara White Doe Knight
Piers Knight


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Appendix

Just to fire your imaginations still further, here is the itinerary complete with html links

Mediterranean Catfight tour September 2009
The girls hit the main countries and cities in the tour

Toulon, south of France overlooking the Mediterranean Sea.
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Palma, the Mediterranean island of Mallorca Spain
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Nador Morocco overlooking the Med’
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Then a few hundred miles along the Med coast to
Annaba Algeria
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Tubruq Libya on the Med.
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Then to Alexandria Egypt, Med.
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Haifa Israel, Med coast
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Tripoli Lebanon
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Istanbul Turkey on the Sea of Marmara
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Antalya, Turkey overlooking the Med, north of Cyprus
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Avlon or Avlonas in the mountains of East Attica, Greece
Just south of Olympia
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Palermo Sicily, Italy
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Rome, Italy
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Geneva Switzerland
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Luxembourg
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Creteil France, somewhat south east of Paris.
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Thence to England, the back street fighting pit in Hobs Lane, London
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After which they boarded their flight home to Montana.

They were restricted to only One Catfight in each country,
Turkey was the only Brawl





Piers Knight June 2012


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