If I am lured into the realm of evil ways it will be my own doing, no enemy or personal foe responsible in the here and now but only stupid Moi is to be blamed...
these words are foremost on my mind when I walk into the lobby of the Amsterdam Casino, no security guards blocking my way or Marrocan door bounchers give me the quick exit in case the fickle Lady Fortuna, the godess of all who enjoy a good gamble, is once again on my side, my crazy luck on the tables of luck never having forsaken me, making casino personal in several confusing foreign countries wonder seriously what is my trick...
I have been thrown out of more gambling dens as I care to remember, it is no big deal, Chinese houses of money in Macao, gambling dens in The Phillipines or obscure dank and badly lit rooms in Bangkok full with exited people willing to damn their hard earned Dinero away on the roulette and black jack tables to name a few, one can get used to anything, still eventual flying out of places of questionable luck and losing the dough fast and furiously gets boring and embarrasing...
The telephone of my guardian angle is ringing in my mind when I get a free welcome fiche, making me handing it over to my mate who is a regular customer to this money palace, telling him to put the white plastic sign of temptation to my former evil ways on the fool's number, 129 times and number eleven has fallen yet a screen above the table of financial unsavourable dishes tells us but is does for my fiche...
Twelve years clean but lady Fortuna is still heavenly on my side
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