Do androids dream of electric sheep?
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, a Jack of Spades touches my shoulder and whispers: “You don´t know how to bluff”.
Perhaps, I’m betting too much in the poker games that my backyard hosts every Wednesday.
martes, 24 de julio de 2007
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Perhaps he is sad for the queen´s death.
It could be.
i don´t know how to bluff
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i´ve started to bet too much
bad combo
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