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Conveying Senses

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Finally, the game was about to start and the teams were being introduced. I saw my favorite player Clinton Portis, he was wearing that jersey with the number 26 stitched to it neatly. Along with the sound of the blow horn directly in my ear, I heard the loud cheering of the crowd. The loudness of the crowd was so intense that I couldn't even hear my self speak...
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The loudness of the crowd was so intense that I couldn't even hear my self speak. With all of the sounds going off at once, the game started with an even louder blow of the whistle from the referees. The open style of the stadium was very helpful to my sense of smell. The first scent that would catch anyone's attention is somewhat of fresh air...
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