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Submitted to Contest #56
I was barely seven when my father took me to a rugby game. In my childlike innocence, I was amazed by the full stadium as I looked at all the faces surrounding me. Surely everyone on the planet was sitting there, watching this one game. I was horrified when my father, a blunt and straight to the point man, informed me of my ignorance. This stadium didn't even hold a third of New Zealand's population, let alone the total seven point one billion people in the world. I got a sinking feeling in my chest, a weight that held me down for the rest o...
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