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gambler's anthem

We flew to Las Vegas and Atlantic City a lot in our gambler years. Walked down the Strip or Borgata bathed in city lights pumped up on drinks. Lester got snatched for counting cards, Derrick went away, drunk driving, we don’t care we just keep drinking and keep losing. Practicing poker faces at the table makes it easier to lie to our wives. And we don’t talk about our kids while at the tables or in the bar. College funds gambled away or spent on prostitutes. We know we’re letting them down.
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Apr 5, 2014
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#broken#sad#depression#life#pain#sadness#city#atlantic#vegas#lasvegas#las#ludomania#gambling
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