Michael Phelps and Internal Music

Written by Tony Papajohn


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Olympic champion swimmer Michael Phelps, winner of six goal medals and eight overall, likes hip-hop.

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That song is likely to be Eminem's "Till I Collapse," Notorious B.I.G.'s “Ready To Die,” or something from Twista.

Thoughts by Our River

Written by Gary E. Anderson


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