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... coming from everywhere.
A crooked wooden shack squatted between trees, its tin roof rattling softly in the wind.
A single lantern hung from a nail, throwing yellow light over a rough table where six women sat drinking cheap liquor and slapping down greasy playing cards.
"Oi, stop cheatin', Laska," one of them laughed, swaying as she took a long swig from the bottle. "You always got them lucky fingers."
Laska snorted, spitting to the side. "Lucky my ass. You just ...
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