Overly Particular Judges Contest
I implore you a race to the top floor where every other candidate has won. The stairways and elevator jammed with all the top placers, second sucks and third place has passed out on the bottom floor. (I jest, of course, having judged. My gavel plunged as deep into the heart as any other. And yet I’ve loved each read, deeply sipped the wordy tea.)
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