What am I?
Saturday morning, 5:38, all worn out like a cheap date. Night was filled with fun, but should have gotten out earlier. But you cannot. Everyone hates that guy who wins the huge pot and then just leaves, that is total bs. Sometimes i wonder what I am labeled when I enter the room. Have I attained status as a poker player? Am I good enough to stand
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