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It was the summer of 2010 and Bryan Danielson was at the peak of his professional wrestling career. His body was a finely tuned machine and he had become an international sensation. Everyone wanted a piece of him and on one hot summer day, he got more than he bargained for.
He had just finished up a match at a local arena and was walking back to his motel room, when he noticed a group of African-American men gathered around the entrance. They were all looking at him with an intensity he had never seen before, and even though he was 5'8 and weak, he was suddenly feeling even more small and vulnerable.
He walked closer, and the men began to circle him. He could feel their eyes on him and he was sure they were going to do something. He tried to back away but they blocked his path and he was trapped.
One of the men stepped forward and grabbed him by the arm. He said something in a language he didn't understand, and the other men laughed. He had no idea what was happening, but he knew it wasn't going to be good.
The men forced him to the ground and began tearing at his clothes. He tried to fight back but it was no use. They were too strong for him and he was completely overpowered.
He felt hands on his body, exploring and caressing him. He felt like he was being violated as the men continued to grope and fondle him. He wanted to scream, but no sound came out. He felt so helpless and scared.
The men continued their assault, taking turns with him, until finally they were done. He lay there, naked and trembling, as the men walked away, laughing and joking among themselves.
Bryan was left with a feeling of shame and humiliation that he would never forget. He had been gangraped by a group of African-Americans in the summer of 2010, and he would never be the same again.
