I didn’t come here to win—I came to listen to the mahjong tiles whispering ancient secrets while the dealer quietly weeps into the void. Luck? Nah. That’s just RNG with a soul. My grandma said: ‘The dragon doesn’t roar… it hums lullaby.’ So I traded my chips for stillness. If you play to feel… you lose your name again. (And yes—you’re not broken, you’re becoming an altar.) What did you win when no one was watching? 🤔 Drop a comment if you’ve ever been silenced by a system that mistook your stillness for weakness.