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But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes again. It’s the dude from earlier! He’s back, and he’s got a huge grin on his face. Lucky Star won! I’m like, “No way!” He’s jumping around, and I’m just standing there, stunned. I’m about to hand him his winnings when he says, “Let’s celebrate!”

Nao Kodaira, Japan’s first Olympic women’s speed skating champion, sets retirement