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... iter’s buttocks arched backward mightily, and his legs were closed tightly. The tray in his hand, together with the three cups of watermelon juice, dropped with a loud clatter.
The No.9 ball, which had flown out, reached the crotch of the waiter, and seemed to be spinning violently.
The happenings at this end of the room, immediately attracted the attention of a few people, who were playing at the other tables.
“What the f**, I did not understand what billiard hitting bal ...
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