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als; either; but a pair of sturdy black boots he keeps solidly planted on the stage。 I wish Cinna had given me a similar outfit; I feel so vulnerable in this flimsy dress。 But I guess that was the point。
Caesar Flickerman makes a few more jokes; and then itˇs time for the show。 This will last exactly three hours and is required viewing for all of Panem。 As the lights dim and the seal appears on the screen; I realize Iˇm unprepared for this。 I do not want to watch my twenty…two fellow tributes die。 I saw enough of them die the first time。 My heart starts pounding and I have a strong impulse to run。 How have the other victors faced this alone? During the highlights; they periodically show the winnerˇs reaction up on a box in the corner of the screen。 I think back to earlier years 。 。 。 some are triumphant; pumping their fists in the air; beating their chests。 Most just seem stunned。 All I know is that the only thing keeping me on this love seat is Peeta � his arm around my shoulder; his other hand claimed by both of mine。 Of course; the previous victors didnˇt have the Capitol looking for a way to destroy them。
Condensing several weeks into three hours is quite a feat; especially when you consider how many cameras were going at once。 Whoever puts together the highlights has to choose what sort of story to tell。 This year; for the first time; they tell a love story。 I know Peeta and I won; but a disproportionate amount of time is spent on us; right from the beginning。 Iˇm glad though; because it supports the whole crazy…in…love thing thatˇs my defense for defying the Capitol; plus it means we wonˇt have as much time to linger over the deaths。
The first half hour or so focuses on the pre…arena events; the reaping; the chariot ride through the Capito