This is a tale not of a champion, but a burnout on the fringe. Coffee and Advil sustain his ability to see not the others' cards but their souls. The ride gets wild. If he can hold on, his destiny waits at his final table. "Out from our modern world plagued with facsimile comes an account from the inside, without filters or apologies. We are lucky to have this stubborn young man in our ranks." -David Stowe "He did it. The definitive poker novel has now been written." -Reid Maclean