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Girls are born with all of the eggs they will ever make. Tiny future fighters are nested inside the infant bodies of baby girls. Men are dead ends, but girls are infinite backwards and forwards

Praying in public is like draping oneself in a sheet. It is an activity that makes one absent. Inside absent activities it is possible to look more closely at one’s environment.

slept the deep sleep of those much closer to birth than to death

The adults wish they wanted anything as bad as these girl boxers want to be the best in the world at something

Izzy was older, and was supposed to know more, but here Iggy was, already being able to see that a thing could be two things at the same time

Iggy doesn’t even care about winning as much as she cares about being seen as a legend, a part of a larger story that has a beginning, a middle, and an end

Looking inside will be like looking in a mirror she forgot she owned

anyone whether she’ll ever let go of her boxing self and join the regular wheel of reality where nobody knows who’s famous, nobody knows who’s the best in the world at women’s boxing, and certainly nobody knows who you, Izzy Lang, are

Izzy’s boxing self is folded into herself so deep, so buried in the folds of her, that it’s unclear to

Iggy made scenes, and it was unclear to Izzy whether Iggy enjoyed making scenes, or if Iggy couldn’t help scene-making