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Olympmania

My blogging absence is due, in no small part, to the presence (should that be omnipresence) of the 2004 Olympics. I am, I admit, addicted. I think the attraction (and the emotion) of it comes from the stories. Each one of those thousands of competitiors has a story, which includes blood sweat and tears for most. They each come with their own journey and when they comepte its almost as of their lives are laid out on the sporting field.

I know that theres corruption and greed and all that in the games.. I know that there is unfair politicking and hypocrisy. But there remain the stories. And while they remain I too will stay and watch.

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