I wonder who constructed the bobsleigh run.
It became more of a survival training than a sport, one crash after the other and one dying in a training run shortly before the olympic games began.
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And if tyrants take me, And throw me in prison, My thoughts will burst free, Like blossoms in season.
Foundations will crumble, The structure will tumble, And free men will cry:
Thoughts are free!
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