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Cop on the Edge, Episode 3

M. Stanley Bubien

My .357 aimed at his nose, I growled, "Do yah feel lucky?"

He hesitated.

"Well? Do yah? Punk!"

Squinting into my eyes, he flicked his wrist. Both die came up. Eleven.

He challenged me with a grin---he felt lucky all right.

So did I.

Holstering the gun, I collected my money.

I play craps smart. I always give my punk help feelin' lucky.

Copyright ©1996 M. Stanley Bubien. All Rights Reserved.

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June, 1996
Issue #3

COTE

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