FariaI was feeling great. I hadn’t even had any drinks and yet I felt buzzed. This was my element. Big, tough men thinking they were so smart, losing all their money to me in a matter of minutes. I was careful never to bleed too much from one single guy. I didn’t want to start any fights or make them think they needed to protect their own masculinity. But a couple hundred here and there, added up over time, went a long way.
After a while, I grew bored with blackjack, and decided I wanted to try my hand at roulette. It didn’t have the same strategic attraction blackjack had for me, but I thought it would be fun to try. So I took some of my spare money—I had plenty of extra now that I’d been able to earn some for myself—and squeezed in at the roulette table. I put down my money and prepared
