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Thirty Two
Life is a game of cards. If you want to be in advantage, you need to know how to read a bluff.
Aside from the subtle talking of the opposite end of the round table, the piercing eyes of my father were irritating me to the fullest. I couldn't wrap my fingers on the plan he and Carlos were trying to brew. What I knew was, they needed me to play a part in it, or else I wouldn't be in the same room as them.
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Sweet Submission Thirty Three
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Sweet Submission Thirty Four
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Sweet Submission Thirty Five
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Sweet Submission Thirty Six
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Sweet Submission Thirty Seven
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Sweet Submission Thirty Nine
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