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Pick An Organ Lenny

As the wheel spun, Lenny coolly assessed the situation, his eyes tracking the movement with a predator's focus. When it seemed like the arrow was destined to land on the dreaded Pikes segment, Lenny acted. 

With a flick of his fingers, he subtly influenced the wheel's momentum, a move so quick and discreet it was almost invisible to the naked eye. The wheel's course altered ever so slightly, bypassing the Pikes and instead landing on a mere Pat on the Wrist.

The crowd, having anticipated a gruesome outcome, let out a collective sigh of disappointment. They had been primed for something far more dramatic and painful, and this benign consequence seemed almost anticlimactic in the context of the game's usual brutality.

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