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... g downed cup after cup beside her, drinking at least seven out of ten glasses.
Everyone else noticed his unusually bad luck. Every time he lost a round, they wore expressions that were hard to describe.
Only Estelle wasn’t surprised at all. She continued with her own business, eyes downcast, not even bothering to look up.
Fu Yi had brought out his private stock of alcohol, each bottle different from the next.
Everyone who drinks knows: no matter how well you can h ...
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