Editing Two of Diamonds

Of course I didn't know the trouble that gambling table would get me into, coglione. When it cleared out, it was just my drunk, broke ass and that rat bastard Dealer. He only had one Card to give at the time, the Two of Diamonds. Of course, I'd heard vague rumors about these cursed pieces, and tried to refuse. I tried to throw the damn thing back in his face. But, here I am with this gilded curse: a leather-wrapped wood-handled shotgun, a heart above each polished steel barrel.

I'd heard about the Mafia using these back in the big city, called 'em "Lupara", and this thing has the speed of a wolf. Hungers like one too. I can't hardly stand a day without going after somebody who doesn't want to be found, who doesn't want to be tracked. The hunt always goes on. I can't let Lupara starve, it's all I have left. At least the fellas unwise enough to stare down a wolf get a quick death.

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