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The Gamble
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement août 25, 2015
Gamble

/ˈɡamb(ə)l/
noun
'a risky action undertaken with the hope of success.'

Competitive spirits and a few words fueled by cocky attitudes, sets into motion an irreversible act. As the clock ticks, both are found playing the game in a race to find out the odds. Who'll lose it all, who'll win and what exactly is a good enough prize in exchange for your sanity and heart?
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