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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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And come to the Whore House Ball!'' Ricks politely annotates the Kirriemuir, those notorious Scottish Victorian verses. How do we.

So, I’m dodging this woolly dude, and I head over to the Kirriemuir Town Hall. I had a meeting with some folks about a new project. But guess what? The meeting’s been moved to the Kirriemuir Golf Club. Great, right? I’m already late, and now I gotta hoof it all the way to the golf course.

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