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I didn’t run into Carson during my next day’s shift — I had a feeling he didn’t make a habit of hanging around the casino, and had only been there so he could speak with me in private — but I still was far more cheerful than I’d been the day before. Already, I found myself falling into a rhythm, starting to recognize a few patrons who were obviously regulars. I had my own feelings about gambling, about people spending money they quite possibly didn’t have on an activity that seemed frivolous at best to me, but I knew it wasn’t my place to comment or judge. No, I just tried to smile and be friendly, to make sure I got everyone their drinks in a timely manner. And actually, about half my customers weren’t drinking alcohol at all, but iced tea or sodas or sparkling mineral water.
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