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A girl I went to high school was a swimmer in the 96 Olympics. She did that, and then she went on and had a regular life. That's the problem/glory of the Olympics. It is, and then it's gone, and all you have is the memories, and maybe some metal in your home, but no one cares or remembers except you. It's the crucible where all the greatest athletes burn and then are replaced four years later.
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it's quiet in here
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