This is a neat table -- six hyper-aggressive players and me -- sitting under the marble-eyed gaze of a ceramic owl -- perched on the patio's stone pedestal -- imperfectly painted -- with half of its nubby left ear broken off by some move or another from apartment to apartment to apartment to apartment again -- he'd be the most formidable poker opponent -- wise and hard with only an ear and a half for smack.That bird would surely know what do do with this Q-9.
I surely don't.
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