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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune那里有二十一点牌桌，庄家像机器人一样精准地发牌；有轮盘，象牙小球在猩红与漆黑的凹槽中催眠般旋转；最里面有几张铺着绿色厚绒的桌子，围坐着沉默专注的男人，面前堆着令人眩晕的筹码塔——那是扑克的领地。这不是弗莱明书中那个带着香水与香槟气息的浪漫赌场。这里安静、高效、严肃，更像他每天工作的交易室，只不过交易的标的从证券和期货，换成了纯粹、未经对冲的运气。There was blackjack, the dealer dealing cards with robotic precision; roulette, the ivory ball spinning hypnotically in its scarlet and black grooves; and in the back, green-felted tables where silent, focused men sat before dizzying stacks of chips—the domain of poker. This wasn’t the perfumed, champagne-soaked casino of Fleming’s books. This was quiet, efficient, serious. It felt more like his trading floor, only the commodities had changed from securities and futures to pure, unhedged luck.
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