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“Life is a game.” That’s what he said. Bruce scoffed as he took off his mask. He placed it down and looked in the mirror. “Yeah right,” he thought. “If life is a game, how did I get here? A game has rules and a way to win. A game is supposed to be fun. Life doesn’t have any of that.” Bruce had been born winning. He was rich and had a family to love him. It couldn’t get better in any way. “A game is supposed to stop after somebody wins. Life just goes on.” He took off the rest of his suit and cleaned himself off, a process that used up a lot of peroxide. But that’s not all the clown had said. “And everyone loses in the end.” “If life is a game, there has to be a way to win.” He slowly turned the doorknob and pushed open the door. The hall light behind him cast light upon the small lump in the middle of his bed through the crack of the open door. He must have beaten him here while he was picking up the bank robbers. Bruce stared at the man that had tightly wrapped himself up in his silk sheets and concluded, “Life isn’t a game, because nobody can win. If you start to win, something will eventually slip you up and you'll land on your face, like I did. And life just keeps going. The pain never stops.”

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“Life is a game.” That’s what he said. Bruce scoffed as he took off his mask. He placed it down and looked in the mirror. “Yeah right,” he thought. “If life is a game, how did I get here? A game has rules and a way to win. A game is supposed to be fun. Life doesn’t have any of that.” Bruce had been born winning. He was rich and had a family to love him. It couldn’t get better in any way. “A game is supposed to stop after somebody wins. Life just goes on.” He took off the rest of his suit and cleaned himself off, a process that used up a lot of peroxide. But that’s not all the clown had said. “And everyone loses in the end.” “If life is a game, there has to be a way to win.” He slowly turned the doorknob and pushed open the door. The hall light behind him cast light upon the small lump in the middle of his bed through the crack of the open door. He must have beaten him here while he was picking up the bank robbers. Bruce stared at the man that had tightly wrapped himself up in his silk sheets and concluded, “Life isn’t a game, because nobody can win. If you start to win, something will eventually slip you up and you'll land on your face, like I did. And life just keeps going. The pain never stops.”