Any of the above interpretations are possible.
I just recently had a man dressed sporty and no tie come from the pit and talk to me about his career of card counting sharing information about his experiences that seemed to parallel my own style a bit. WTF? I assumed I was either suspected or ID'ed as a card counter, yet I have not felt any heat since. I did stay away from that store for a while. Listening to the man I of course feigned ignorance of his apparent meaning. I asked him if he had a photographic memory (as if that were necessary to count cards) and he walked away. I'd hate to lose this spot, but I have been playing there for three years already, so I guess I've achieved a reasonable amount of longevity and should just chalk it up to "nothing is forever" and count my blessings. So long! smiley-sad010.gif
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