<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">It was just another night in Wonderland as Trevor Kingston, the former professional wrestler, can be seen walking out of the Shutter House where he has worked for most of his life. Being a bar owner wasn't all bad since it meant he had normal hours and could sleep in his own bed. He normally would get into his black dual cab pick up truck but it was still getting repaired. So he decided to take a nice stroll towards his home. The good side is he will be getting plenty of exercise but the bad side is his house is all the way across town. <br/>
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Trevor didn't mind the walk however as it helped him to clear his mind after dealing with rowdy tourists and unholy locals. Somedays he missed the wrestling circuit, traveling the world, meeting people and of course performing in front of sold out stadiums. Yeah, that was his life before he fucked up his shoulder. He was forced to retire at the young age of 25. Now that he is pushing close to forty, Trevor felt something was missing in his life. <br/>
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He couldn't quite put his finger on what was missing but he just knew something was off. He continued to stroll down the sidewalk as his dark brown cowboy boots struck the ground with each stride. His hands were firmly tucked inside his leather jacket as his raven colored hair was slicked back and tied up in a ponytail. He was a ruggedly handsome man or so he was told by plenty of his female fans but he didn't believe them. <br/>
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His mind continued to wander as he continued to walk through the city of Wonderland.</span></span>