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Rain hammered on the roof of the wooden shanty. The thin planks did little to muffle the sound, and the drumming easily penetrated the interior.
A man cursed the miserable weather in frustration, but his hands never stopped moving. With a flick and a pass, he swapped the card in front of him. He was fast, truly fast, but his technique was flawed—the corner of a card peeked from his hand as he made the switch.
If he hadn’t already had two fingers chopped off, his work wouldn’t be this sloppy.
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