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Friday, October 10, 2014
The Fading Glory Of America’s (Allegedly) Oldest Sporting Event
Beneath a blue summer sky, the Maid of Velvet Touch urges her steed, Ricochet, to a gallop. She leans forward in the saddle, lowers her lance and, thundering along at well over 20 miles per hour, skewers her target.
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