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Date Posted: 07:39:30 07/24/01 Tue
Author: Grisha Broadback
Subject: A terrible roar fills the air

A giant male lion strides in, his brilliant golden mane flowing out behind him. Scientists claim that he is the largest lion to have ever lived. Just recently he has escaped from the circus that had been showing him as their main attraction. With a snarl he remembers his days of captivity and then takes a deep breath and savors the fresh scent of freedom. He sinks his claws into the soft earth and relishes the feeing. *?* It's good to be free again *?* says with a smile. He had once been free, for the first two years of his life on the african plains. He had just been old enough to start thinking about his own pride when they had caught him. With nets and ropes they came and tied him and dragged him away from his homeland, away from his family. He had faught them, but it was inevitable, the men won. Grisha winces at the memory of how the men had "broken him" of his wildness. He pushes the memory from him for now and just enjoys his restored freedom. Swelling his barrel-like chest he lets out a defening roar, *?* I am Grisha Broadback and I am Free!!!!! *?* Then he bounds away and disappears from sight.

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