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		<title>By: Sara Cottrell</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432519</link>
		<dc:creator>Sara Cottrell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:48:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The Stadium roared with excitement. The yougn gladiator could feel the sweat drizzle down his face. The gate lifted slowly, revealing the face of the horrifying beast. The golden-maned lion. He has met his foe before, and was successful in escaping a claw-filled fate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>The Stadium roared with excitement. The yougn gladiator could feel the sweat drizzle down his face. The gate lifted slowly, revealing the face of the horrifying beast. The golden-maned lion. He has met his foe before, and was successful in escaping a claw-filled fate.</p>
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		<title>By: Joshua best</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432518</link>
		<dc:creator>Joshua best</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:25:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A man of multiple talents, master of his trade and departer of life. All he needs is his insturments of destruction and he id ready to take on the next challenge. Whether those the tools of his trade be a spear  and a sheald, or a mop and bucket; either death is on its way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>A man of multiple talents, master of his trade and departer of life. All he needs is his insturments of destruction and he id ready to take on the next challenge. Whether those the tools of his trade be a spear  and a sheald, or a mop and bucket; either death is on its way.</p>
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		<title>By: Jacksun Corr</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432517</link>
		<dc:creator>Jacksun Corr</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:25:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gladiators  remind me of ancient rome which I used to learn about in year 8 and 9 and a bit of 11 and 12 because I did ancient history in year 11-12 and SOSE/English in year 8-9. I never understood much about it but in year 12 I started to learn more about it and I  now understand almost all there is to know about Rome and Gladiators. The collosium is where they used to fight.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Gladiators  remind me of ancient rome which I used to learn about in year 8 and 9 and a bit of 11 and 12 because I did ancient history in year 11-12 and SOSE/English in year 8-9. I never understood much about it but in year 12 I started to learn more about it and I  now understand almost all there is to know about Rome and Gladiators. The collosium is where they used to fight.</p>
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		<title>By: vanhaydu.com</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432516</link>
		<dc:creator>vanhaydu.com</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:19:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Once upon a time, placing a mink coat on Laura, Jade slowly stepped back after giving a long kiss. &quot;Please, don&#039;t take it off - it looks beautiful on you.&quot; That evening, Laura was dead. The mink had actually come alive. Soon after that it died because some gung ho gladiator accidentally set the world on fire playing with matches.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Once upon a time, placing a mink coat on Laura, Jade slowly stepped back after giving a long kiss. &#8220;Please, don&#8217;t take it off &#8211; it looks beautiful on you.&#8221; That evening, Laura was dead. The mink had actually come alive. Soon after that it died because some gung ho gladiator accidentally set the world on fire playing with matches.</p>
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		<title>By: est</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432515</link>
		<dc:creator>est</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:17:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gladioators are bravest people of the past. I don&#039;t know a lot about them, but they&#039;re really brave and they should be honored of who they were, even tough there aren&#039;t any of the gladiators left. Let&#039;s praise them.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Gladioators are bravest people of the past. I don&#8217;t know a lot about them, but they&#8217;re really brave and they should be honored of who they were, even tough there aren&#8217;t any of the gladiators left. Let&#8217;s praise them.</p>
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		<title>By: Anna</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432514</link>
		<dc:creator>Anna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:03:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Spartan - muscles --strength abounds in this specimen - violence and truth combine into one well-oiled package of masculinity</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Spartan &#8211; muscles &#8211;strength abounds in this specimen &#8211; violence and truth combine into one well-oiled package of masculinity</p>
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		<title>By: Robin Langford</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432513</link>
		<dc:creator>Robin Langford</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 16:58:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The knight in shining armor stood at the door waiting to go out to the arena and fight the lion.  He was afraid, but not too afraid to try, since the lady he most wanted to impress would be sitting on the front row, ready to throw her hankie into the ring at the first sign of blood.  He hoped there would be blood. Just not his.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>The knight in shining armor stood at the door waiting to go out to the arena and fight the lion.  He was afraid, but not too afraid to try, since the lady he most wanted to impress would be sitting on the front row, ready to throw her hankie into the ring at the first sign of blood.  He hoped there would be blood. Just not his.</p>
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		<title>By: Billy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 16:55:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The golden armour may reflect the sun&#039;s rays, however the heat of my body is reflected back at me. The clash of metal to metal, metal to flesh, metal to bone scream around me. I look at the beast in front of my, already with the blood of twelve others down its mane.  I look deep into its eyes and I can see it&#039;s as scared as I am and does want to kill like this either. But we have no choice in what we wont to do. The crowd want a show, and that is what they get.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>The golden armour may reflect the sun&#8217;s rays, however the heat of my body is reflected back at me. The clash of metal to metal, metal to flesh, metal to bone scream around me. I look at the beast in front of my, already with the blood of twelve others down its mane.  I look deep into its eyes and I can see it&#8217;s as scared as I am and does want to kill like this either. But we have no choice in what we wont to do. The crowd want a show, and that is what they get.</p>
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		<title>By: test</title>
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		<dc:creator>test</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 16:53:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: emay</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/gladiator/comment-page-4/#comment-432510</link>
		<dc:creator>emay</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 16:51:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Still in wait, a moment of pause before the fight begins. He heaves a breath, awaiting certain death, and knows that if nothing else, he will put everything he has into this fight. His breath is steady and strong, his eyes lowered. The bell rings. He looks up.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Still in wait, a moment of pause before the fight begins. He heaves a breath, awaiting certain death, and knows that if nothing else, he will put everything he has into this fight. His breath is steady and strong, his eyes lowered. The bell rings. He looks up.</p>
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