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In a rundown backroom of some dirty old hovel, a game of poker was being played. A group of four men surrounded a beat-up circular table. The men were all dressed in similar fashion, ties, suits, high priced leather. A stark contrast compared to the conditions the game was being played in. Each person had two cards face down on the table and a couple of the players wore sunglasses, others' faces were so solid and unmovable, one could mistake them for statues. On the table laid a deck of cards and beside the deck three cards laid face up, the board. A 5 of hearts, 7 of clubs, and a 3 of spades occupied the table and every now and then a player ventured to check his two card hand.

James, a man without sunglasses and a black fedora stared at the deck. He wore leather jacket over a gray vest and checkered tie. He reached down into his pile of money on the table and pulled a folded twenty and threw it in the pot. "Call," He stated, and another card was placed down. An ace of spades. The faces on the players shown no emotion and one player merely tapped the table. It wasn't a tell as the man had been tapping all night, perhaps the dwindling pile of money at his side had something to do with it? Either way, the betting continued. One man, in a red fur coat and a gawdy top hat made first bid. Another twenty. Then the next man, a smaller, fat man in a business suit and a cigar hanging out of his mouth, "Raise you twenty," He said, placing two twenties on the table.

The other man winced and followed suit. The next man, a tall grizzled fellow with a patchy beard and a ratty vest placed down the bet and finally, it was James bet again, "Call," He said, placing the two twenties on the table. Then another card was laid down. Another Ace, this one of hearts. Still no reaction from the players and only silent contemplation. The man in the fur chewed on his lip... This was the last bet. "Fuck it," he said, putting two hundreds in. The other players winced and the next man, the fat man with the dwindling pile cursed and folded. The grizzled man chewed on his lip before shaking his head and putting his two hundreds in. Now it was James turn. The man showed no emotion and took his time... By this time, the waitress, a stringy and old looking broad, began to bring drinks around...

WHACK!

James held the back of his head on the table as the waitress turned sharply and accidentally bashed the man in the back of his head. His hat was slightly wet due to some of the scotch spilling. The men around the table laughed and the waitress apologized off-handly. Then the man in fur took off his glasses and peered at James, "Looks like you have a string of bad luck. Might want to fold, otherwise you might not be eating tonight." He said condescendingly. James looked at the man with a pained expression and then spoke, "One way to find out, yeah?" He asked, as he took remaining three hundred from his pile and placed it on the pot.

The patchy man uttered a cursed and folded, while the man in the top hat winced. He had just noticed that James hadn't looked at his hand once during the whole game... "Hard ball, you little shit? You aren't going bluff me," He said, placing another hundred on the pile, "Call," He said with vemon.

Then the man flipped his two cards, with a smirk. He held an Ace of Clubs, and a 5 of spades. Two pair with Aces and five. The man smirked and muttered, "Beat that you bastard," James winced at the flipping of the cards and sighed... He flipped one card. A 7 of hearts. A pair of 7s already... The top hat man snorted. Then... Then James smiled a wide smile and flipped over his last card. An Ace of diamonds... James won the pot.. A total of around $900 dollars. The men sat around the table, dumbfounded while James began to rake the cash in. He balled it all up and put it in his pocket.

"Sorry, fellows, I've got to go. There's a steak out there with my name on it." He said, quickly slipping from the backroom and into the ally. Behind the door, an explosion of curses, swearing, and threats could be heard. James only smiled and walked off. He didn't get far before he stepped into a pot hole and tripped in the water.. "Of course. Getting bashed in the head wasn't enough, was it? I had to fall too... Fair enough." He muttered to no one. He was $900 dollars richer, he didn't just give a damn. He got up, and brushed himself off, and headed towards the nearest diner to order that steak.