A firm hand

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"The casino won't run itself!" Rowan makes the statement he always makes every morning while trying to make dollars. Once he said to me. Money is the root of all evil and if money doesn't exist evil won't. But as long as evil does, we need to cherish every coin. There is nothing we can do. We ain't no saints. I get in my working tee, a red long sleeve shirt with a royal blue collar. The others get in their costumes and sprawl over the glowing colors casino. I hold my hair in a ponytail something Rowan had thought me to do. Don't hide your scars! Let everyone see how much of a man you are. And how tough you're in there. He poked my chest. The only scar I can proudly show is the one on my face. By pulling my hair in a ponytail I let it uncovered. Everyone that comes for a drink alway

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