Willie was perched like a cat in the open window of the crowded, noisy room. Drinking and swearing, he intensely watched each roll of the dice. His whole paycheck was in the game. Jubilant when they rolled up a winner, he threw his hands in the air, slipped, and fell three floors to his death.
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