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Spent a few fleeting moments at a boxing club last night - a potential location for a short film that, should we ever get our fingers out and make it, will bring together the drama of boxing and the slightly feistier world of the Dewey Decimal Classification System. A sure fire, award-winning hit if ever there was one. We mucked around with gloves and bags and, out of earshot of everyone, I made disparaging comments about boxers. The club was great. The clientele - lots of scary, hairy, tattooed gents with muscles - was scary. I also realised what I have suspected for some time - I have a gymnasium allergy.