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    <content type="html">Time: August 15, 2000&lt;br /&gt;Status: Open to spectators or joiners in&lt;br /&gt;Setting: The hotel lawn&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Brian teaches the way of the rugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian was excited-- for several reasons.  The main one just now was that he got to share his passion with a friend-- the passion for tossing an odly shaped ball around, running after it, and knocking people right over.  ...and making a human shield turtle and ramming the other team, only they didn't have nearly enough people for a scrum right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd dragged Adam out onto the front lawn, and waved madly at Shadow to join them-- he'd love to use Shadow as a tackling dummy.  The big ones were always the hardest-- and the most satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C'mon, Adam, c'mon!  It'll be great!  It's loads of fun.  Oh, one thing, you can't throw the ball forward.  Or touch it if you're in front of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ways of rugby are arcane and violent.</content>
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