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Alalay Fiction Per Chance - Land of Snails turn 8
Yi mao! Everyone shouted while they eyed the straight. Joselito wrote it down, and before picking up his glass he dropped the pen and discretely placed his hands under the table. He pinched a bit of powder and lifted it to his nose with great care and ease. After inhaling it he picked up his glass and smashed it against those of his friends to celebrate the play. |
With that throw, Pelón's team was ahead, all it needed was a single hand full.
The one who was father and mother was next, but before he would play the miner said to him:
| - | Let's change your luck my brother, let me play first. . |
Immediately he bent his shoulders more than they already were, and curved like that he shook the dice quite tenderly, and then spread them like a fan over the table while saying:
Drawing it is, drawing it is...
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