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Saturday, June 17, 2017

Today's OneWord: Mode

I was sweating profusely after the round, my hands shaking as I tried to steady myself against the floor. My opponent was already approaching me - his head was shaved, his jaw gleaming and free of stubble, a thin ribbon of blood still dangling from his nose. I stared at him and somehow managed to laugh.

"I thought we were still in training mode," I joked. "Are we going to do more than spar now?"

He didn't laugh. But he did return my smile. "Perhaps."

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