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WILLIAM DUFFIE'S GAME - Александр Чечитов

WILLIAM DUFFIE'S GAME

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5

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2025

Уильям проживает в маленьком, уединенном городке Селбридж в Ирландии. Всегда мечтая о большем, он оказывается в Дублине — ярком и кипучем мегаполисе, где его друг пригласил на прогулку. Прогуливаясь по улицам, он осознает, насколько скучной была его прежняя жизнь. Глядя на людей, наполненных страстью и амбициями, юноша чувствует, как его собственное сердце начинает биться быстрее.

Случайно наткнувшись на казино, Уильям оказывается в завораживающем мире, который отличается от всего, что он знал прежде. Здесь нет привычных рутин и правил; пространство окутывает атмосферой свободы и безумия. Каждый вечер в казино становится для него настоящим экспериментом, где он теряет счёт времени и опасения. Моральные устои начинают рассыпаться под напором азарта, и Уильям становится одержим идеей удовлетворить свою жажду приключений.

Казино привлекает не только своим блеском и азартом, но и множеством людей, каждая из которых имеет свою историю, свои мечты и амбиции. В этом зыбком, но притягательном мире он знакомится с уникальными персонажами: от опытных игроков до новичков, которые только начинают свой путь. Постепенно Уильям начинает осознавать, что за увлечением азартом скрывается не только острое чувство удовлетворения, но и тень разрушительных последствий. Каждый выбор может изменить его судьбу, и теперь он стоит на пороге, готовый рискнуть всем ради мгновения счастья.

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The thin point of a small metal needle slid across the wet skin. Suddenly stopping, it pierced the vein, digging deep into the flesh. The strong, dry muscles of young William Duffy contracted. He tried to stand up, but his body, pinned to the floor, refused to cooperate. "Wait, my friend," Ivan, with his heavy body and red beard, repeated, holding him down with a bear-like grip. "The doctor will finish soon. Just is patient."

"What the hell are you two doing?" William growled, baring his teeth at the men who were messing with him.

"Willie! You've had too much whiskey, but Mr. Yezersky," Ivan shifted the small gray eyes lying on his broad face in the direction of a short, clean-shaven man in a white coat, "kindly agreed to help you. And I had to hold you," Ivan continued, releasing William's hands, "because the attack was strong. Now I see you're feeling better. He was starting to recognize things.

William quickly ran through the events of the last few hours in his head. He'd had these attacks before, but this one hit his memory hard. Images flashed through his mind one after another. The last one was a memory from the gambling table. William had been so lucky that hot July evening. Then a dark, black curtain fell over everything. As William regained his senses, a small, kind-looking doctor stood by his side. Swallowing the lump in his flabby throat, he stared straight into his eyes, biting his thick, oily lip. William was silent, trying to gather his thoughts. He remembered.

"Brady! You're a spineless idiot," Lula said in a raspy, low voice. She was breathing heavily, and the air was damp from the afternoon rain. She was hanging freshly washed clothes on a clothesline. When she finished, she wiped the sweat from her forehead. The wooden chair creaked as it struggled to support her heavy body. Across from her, Lula could see her father's bald head tilted to the side through the open window. Worn out ahead of time by endless drinking, the old man slept in a worn, dirty armchair in front of a drumming TV. William crept into his parents' bedroom. Faded photos stared at him from the wall, and the air smelled of medicine.

– Ugh! You old fool! William waved at the indifferent portrait in a metal frame. Drops of warm, salty sweat soaked her hair and trickled down her thin neck. "College classes are boring; I wish I could go back to the casino. Throw my chips on the table and dance with the cool kids," Willie said dreamily as he returned to his favorite spot. The dust particles were disturbed and bounced around the room. Willie's young fingers quickly touched various objects. Ding. The tall glasses on the top shelf jingled when Willie bumped into an old gray cabinet.

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