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368 pages, Hardcover
First published February 12, 2013
The girls who played basketball fell into two distinct categories: princess and lesbos. The princesses were thin and smooth and gorgeous, and also bitchy. They were the ones who distracted us. The lesbos made me cower; they had wide shoulders, square jaws, solid thighs, and either flat chests or huge breasts. They didn’t cut one off to shoot arrows, like the real warriors of Lesbos, but they did mush them into tight sports bras and wide-shouldered tank tops and clothes that didn’t fit quite right. They were loud and rude, more like boys, and they squatted on the bleachers and gave one another shoulder rubs before practice.