He worked tirelessly all night, under the watchful eye of the master. There could be no mistakes. He wasn't as proficient as he used to be, in an earlier time and more familiar place. He couldn't see as well and his fingers didn't seem to obey the cadence of his brain as he counted out the steps, one by one. If he placed just one card haphazardly, his entire house would come crashing down. His hands shook. He heard the master sigh quietly. "You better lay off the beer", the master quipped. "You seem to have lost your mojo".
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Laurel. Use your imagination today!