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The hand I was dealt

Off the Beat

Some mornings, I wake up happy, ready to see what life has to offer. Other mornings, I wake up bitter, questioning the smiles I see on everyone’s faces. The entire month of August felt like the latter. But Aug. 11, in particular, sticks out in my memory. That night, I
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A moment of trepidation

It’s Wednesday night, and I can’t help but fiddle with my growing hoard of chips. It’s one of the most basic poker rituals — take two even stacks of about five chips, use two fingers to lift up one stack and neatly slide the other into it. The effect is
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The overconfident pay-off for the costs

I was in Beijing sipping a three-yuan beer and playing poker with collegians I had recently met. There weren’t any poker chips so we took rocks from the hotel ashtray. I felt like Jenny from the Block looking at all the rocks that I got. I was coming off a
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Livin’ in a gamer’s paradise

They are everywhere. They walk among us in the daytime and appear no different from you or I — they are neighbors, friends and co-workers. But come dusk they undergo a startling transformation. They occupy the back rooms and clandestine chambers of your cities, passing ghostlike through the streets and
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