LESAProject

The spirit of the Olympics once painted a picture of athletes marching in proud formation, waving flags high, and eyes open wide with the awe of the moment they were a part of. They were athletes that marched together, perhaps meeting each other for the first time, yet nonetheless held a shared feeling of accomplishment and fraternity, as if they had crossed paths many times before. The moment, fresh and vivid, was not yet tarnished with the allure of big names and established athletes, the sponsors that endorsed them, and the media that worshiped them. The moment, crisp and unnerving, was not ...