Sanma is a game where the flow tempts you with hand after hand that looks valuable or fast or fun so you retard push all of them and then none of them work out so you get raped and shadowrealmed but then in your very next game all of the tempting hands do work out so you rape everyone else and thus balance is restored to the flow. What a thrilling game, it rushes you from the depths of oblivion up to the endless flow and back down again in a rollercoaster of the kind of pure passion that overrides and overcomes your common sense. Sanma is a game that brings out your inner gambler, any jyanshi with so much as a single drop of hot, human blood in his veins must feel the occult at work in it even if he's normally the most digital player in the world. It makes my heart race, and every match is a blast even when I'm utterly destroyed. You have to be truly soulless to hate sanma.