I gambled on your strength. Your physical, mental and emotional strength. I thought you’d pick me up whenever I fall; you said you’d pick me up whenever I fall. I thought you would lift me up as easily as you lift these heavy weights but I should’ve known that you already have enough weight to carry, that you can’t carry both your baggage and mine, that my baggage was too heavy for you.
It’s an effervescent retreat from everyday and monotonous life. It absolutely outlaws boredom and bursts in thrilling desire. It’s a city knee deep in sins and disasters but everyone should try the taste of chaos at least once.
If you bet on a longshot every time, you’re probably going to end up with nothing; but if you pick your moments and truly believe in something, sometimes it’s worth the risk.
Where there’s money to be made, there’s corruption to be found. The promise of fortune and fame can bring out the worst in people – even cold-blooded murder. In the world of professional gambling; an unpredictable income can sometimes make for unpredictable behaviour. This was the case in the following true crime stories, where insatiable greed turned even the most seemingly normal of people into brutal murderers of their own family, lovers and strangers.
Casino work is not glamorous.
The scorn for gambling seems outsized and unfair when you consider, for a moment, how rarely we use logic in our day to day.
Finally it was our turn to play. The guy who drove the pickup truck walked over to the ref and counted out something like five hundred bucks. “What the hell?” I asked one of my teammates.
There’s always a chance.
Our misprint is your misfortune.
Yes, I live in Las Vegas. No, I’m not a stripper.