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The Books Are About To Learn
You thought the juice would squeeze us dry? You thought -110 meant we'd comply? You've been feasting while we bled, but sleeping giants just woke from the dead.
You rigged the math, we cracked the code. You moved the lines, we learned the road. You limited winners, showed your hand— now we're the house, you're contraband.
Every middle missed, every beat that stung, we sharpened our teeth on your forked tongue. You wanted war with the ten percent fee? We'll bankrupt you with CLV.
The favorites will fall, the dogs will bite, the steam will move, the sharps ignite. You thought you owned the betting night?
Watch us take it back. With spite.
The offensive starts now. Its us against them.
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