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What pisses me off? These pricks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who the fuck’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody clean in this game – “Ludo smells blood!” – and we all got red on us, capisce? I seen ‘em work, tho, and it’s fuckin’ art. Way they read a room, play a mark – better than half my crew. Makes me happy, too, seein’ ‘em flip the script. Surprised me first time I saw it, this tiny gal in St. Petersburg, scarin’ a drunk twice her size. Balls o’ steel, I’m tellin’ ya!

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Talks on Texas books;: a collection of book reviews Compiled and edited, with an introd., by Llerena Friend. Bronc riding by Josepha Sherman. Snow bears.

There’s Calle de la Ermita, a street so ancient it practically whispers the secrets of centuries past, and then you got Plaza de la Constitución, where town meetings and lively banter spill over into the night. Oh, and seriously, the Cathedral? Man, it’s majestic – that sturdy ancient tower overlooks Llerena like a guardian of time, sorta like in Synecdoche, New York – “No one ever owned a piece of life; all we have is a moment,” ya know?

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