Tallyho and tentative are these pure and preparatory gloves – slipped tighter still roundabout the awaiting width …

Of these smash-n-grab, twin-peak female fists, which were born-to-be beautifully usurped to the nTH degree of outrageously unorthodox aside alarmed and occasionally unified demeanour … … …

She splays each thickening particle of over-enthused blood and witnesses it drop, drop …
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its forever dregs … …
… thinner st-ILL: StAnDs at the opposite edge of a sweat-ridden ring, the fear-filled Lady – with a capital Everything – who carries her feigning, both failing nature, highlighted to fight in these dire circumstances again

Hand-to-hand = Jaw, rather. When heavily breathing became a secondary sin … …

And a battling body freezes to sprint – two women: Fit. for. Public. consumption and prepared to play the scapegoat yet again