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Asphalt Burning [N.H]
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Last published Mon, Sep 29, 2025
I catch the young man's eye and quickly look away, tapping Ashton's shoulder. "Who's that guy? Is he new?"
He looks the way my head is directed and chuckles. "The Irish Ace. Niall Horan to be exact. Just moved from Vegas."
"Why is that his name?" I snort, looking him up and down. "He plays a lot of poker?"
"Well," Ashton says. "He's Irish and you know how the Ace card in poker is number 1 or always a lucky card?"
I nod my head at him, starting to understand that he's just a cocky asshole who has a stupid nickname.
"He's that card in human form. Racing, women, money. Anything you can think of, he's number one. As they say."
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