participates willingly in an eating contest against a man quite large for her size. At the crux of the contest, whispers through her left shoulder that she couldn’t possibly eat another bite. This is not what is repeated to the rest of the crowd, including the opponent, and how it is, always, often, the breach between the game that is played and the game that is won.

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