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As it sat down it brought forth from its glorious deck of cards, the Queen of Hearts. Her gaze was kind, her visage beautiful, but behind it hid an insanity that constantly struggles to escape its vessel. She too stood resolute as she spoke the sacred words.
‘Pool! No, wait… I mean Poker! Fix it or face my fierce Jack of Clubs!’
We all do as we are told in such situations. Fear of the Club is no laughing matter…