Random shit from me today. I went to the race track and placed a rather sizable bet on horse ten in the last race of the day. During the last stretch, that particular horse made a surge for the ages and leapt ahead of all others, save one; horse number eleven. Horse eleven won, literally, by the length of a nose. I'm not saying one thing or another, except to note that I could have taken some time off of work if I had won, and that I came very close to hugging a grown man.
I regret nothing, except not winning.
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