the cats and the mice
You see them.
You see them every day.
The cats and the mice.
God sees them too and so God invented randomness to keep them all in line. Some may win their bets. Most will lose. But at the end of the day, almost all of them have fallen behind. Think about that. What does it mean to lose money on cheap horses at a dying track in a dying sport on a day that was never on the schedule in the first place – on a day where the only souvenirs that live beyond the moment are the 5 by 7 photographs of the winning owners standing next to a muddy and tired horse?
What it means (what it all means) is that the odds will be in your favor the next time around. Everyone knows that's true.
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09 September - the end of the meet
Ficción GeneralThe Dog Boy, a 39-year-old man child, is being forced from his home. He has nowhere to go. Charon's Crossing, a failed racehorse, will be put down unless she wins her next race, but she has lost each one of her previous 64 races. The worst is certai...