Fireball
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You know, Lu, back in Soviet times, there was a competition called "Come on, guys!". You could run, shoot, throw grenades, answer questions about military regulations, and so on. I can understand that. But if you manage to find enough guys who will write literary profiles, endlessly edit their photos in Photoshop, and compose heroic poems all night long (and all of this without any substantial monetary reward!), then you could sell tickets to this circus.