The Ace Under My Sleeve and The Anvil of Fortune
Have a seat, my budding protégé, and allow Diablo Pororo to weave for you a tale of cunning, chance, and the clang of the metaphorical anvil upon which fortunes are forged. The sun had just slipped below the horizon as I sauntered into the neon mirage of the Silver Serpent Casino. The scent of fortune … Read more