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Life Is A Gamble When I'm All About My Poker Chips

The year was 2005. I had a full head of hair. I was a second year college student (criminal justice) who was just going through the motions. I was living on my own in a small, cheap place. It was all mine though, and it was more than almost anyone else my age at the time could say. I was working two jobs, making money, but not really putting it toward anything.

I was listless, restless and remiss.

One lazy Friday night, I had a friend I had called in order to hang out.

“Sorry man, I’m having poker night,” he said.