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Happy to go lucky?
Connor was pre-occupied with a women’s UFC match-up. Many would consider that sentence an indictment of progress. We could dwell on whether his bet on its outcome was just another attempt to make money, some kind of morbid curiosity, or … Continue reading
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Tagged 'dwelling on morbidity', Chance, Connor and Carina are just names, Dodgy goalkeepers, Fate, Feel like a dickhead for putting a copyright thingy at the end, Fiction, Gambling, Gambling on darts is less dramatic, Gambling society, Luck, Shortish story, UFC undercard bouts
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Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard 