The continental breakfast served at the motel where the girl boxers stay is a graveyard of hard-boiled eggs. The spread is laid out in the lobby over a counter with purple laminate. There is watered-down coffee and miniature cereal boxes and bread that is so white that it looks like plastic. There are also apples, but the apples taste like sand. Produce stickers adorn the apples’ too-red skins. The motel apples look like the apple Snow White ate before she fell asleep.
