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... t 5 AM, looking like he had fought a slot machine and lost. Raja, who had just returned from England, raised an eyebrow at the sight of Charlie clutching a martini glass and still wearing a poker visor.
"Charlie, weren’t you supposed to be at Jake’s soccer game yesterday?" Alan asked, arms crossed like a disappointed mother.
Charlie groaned. "I was supposed to. But Vegas happened."
Jake, sipping his morning juice, sighed dramatically. "It’s okay. We only lost 12 to 2." ...
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