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Skate sushi

December 4, 2007

Over the sushi bar, a flat-panel television played ice skating. It seemed the perfect sport for the meal, the dazzling combos, the emphasized artistry, the way the skates glided over the slippery ice as fish slid down my throat.

The sushi chef, between orders, moved to the end of the bar so he could get a better look. He wiped rice from his hands with a damp towel as the woman on the screen spun on one foot, her opposite leg lifted effortlessly behind her head.

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