When I get to Vegas I’m always reminded of the numerous players that sit down, dust off $300, and leave. It’s like the tables are flowers in a field and the bees land long enough to pollinate and then they’re gone. Where do they go?
I called several raises set mining with pocket pairs. Finally hit one and felted a smaller stack. Hit and run after 2.5 hours. My profit here probably covered the wife’s trip to Planet 13. I wasn’t supposed to mention that. She didn’t spend much there at all really. I prefer the old memories of a much less complicated high. Heading to CVS to stock up on necessities.
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