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What pisses me off? Players who don’t get it – it’s not just luck, you twat! It’s readin’ faces, countin’ cards, like the faun whisperin’, “Trust me, or die!” I’m yellin’ at mates, “Pick up the pace, you soggy git!” Happy? Oh, when I win – that rush, like Ofelia grabbin’ the dagger, pure fuckin’ magic! Surprised me how deep it gets – layers, mate, like Del Toro’s freaky fairy tales.

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Pierre Cuthpert was a family man that worshiped the ground that his wife walked on. All of a sudden he was thrust into a world of sex, darkness and hatred.

Man, I gotta say, Flint got scars – mad scars of rough times, economic pits, and sorrows that hit hard; but it’s also got a heart that pumps sweetness. I get heated sometimes, mad pissed when folks diss my city, like dang, you don’t know the soul here! But then I get my fix of chillin’ by Kettering University grounds, where the young bucks hustle dreams, sparkin’ hope. Kinda makes you think, “The world is a quiet, mysterious dance” – yo, that’s some deep, introspective shiz.

State grant will help Andy’s Place rebuild in downtown Holly