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I am currently working on my fifth book, "Therapy on the Run".  Which should be out in approximately three to four weeks.

The fourth book is "Not Exactly Don Juan...and the Liberated Woman":

As the reader will see, this story unfolds into a natural progression of change. Change in the writer’s perception, and change in the Grandmaster’s teaching, and thinking of a woman, as a fighter. For he had not ever trained a woman to become an Mixed Martial Arts Fighter. It then appears the writer’s husband sees what someone who isn’t in the fight gym may see. The author’s husband prods his wife to go become a fighter. The Grandmaster has seen it too, that is there no difference from the men who want to fight, and the women who want to fight. The author of this book originally is training in self-defense with Phil Dunlap, a Grandmaster.

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