I'm sitting at a table in a cafeteria-style restaurant. I have a plate of plain iceberg lettuce salad, another plate with a buttered roll that's been torn into bite-sized pieces, and a small cylinder-shaped bowl of something that looks like baked macaroni and cheese. I'm not only unimpressed with this food, I'm also very disappointed. My back is to the food line.
I turn to look over my left shoulder and see a portable chalk board on a wooden frame with wheels. A young woman is announcing an eating contest. She has already visited several tables and a few diners have finished. Apparently the idea is to finish eating quickly.
I could be finished already with such meager food as this. But I refuse to eat the stuff in the bowl. Initially, I decided against eating the buttered roll. But I know that the lettuce will not fill me up and sustain me, so I reluctantly eat some pieces of the roll.
The first diner to finish is an attractive young lady with dark brown, shoulder-length hair. The announcer is interviewing her.
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