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"I won," Leo insisted, though his voice wavered. "I have the government seat. Nobody touched me."

Leo lived in a world where everything was a competition. At school, he had to have the fastest pencil; at home, he had to have the biggest slice of pie. He spent so much time defending his "territory" that his favorite catchphrase became, zapraszam_na_rzadowy_nie_bedziecie_mnie_bili_na...

"You did," his grandfather agreed softly. "You built a wall so high that no one could get in to play with you. You kept your seat, but you lost the game." "I won," Leo insisted, though his voice wavered