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...superhuman empathy. But Bush and Dole were older gents, from a generation that considered reticence a virtue and self-exposure a weakness--not, in other words, town-meeting material. They had the stunned look of cavemen thawed out from the frozen tundra and suddenly dropped into a Las Vegas casino. Bush, you'll recall, even glanced at his watch, wondering when the nightmare would...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Ye Olde Town Gimmick | 3/2/1998 | See Source »

...latest design obsession came while reading Playboy Magazine. I had purchased the Christmas issue for a friend of mine and I helped myself to leafing through it before delivery. A certain ad caught my eye. The picture showed a gentleman dressed in a tuxedo sitting at a casino table with several sexy women. The text running along the bottom of the ad told me that the man who reads Playboy jets off on weekend get-aways. He drops a lots of money on cars, clothes and cuisine. The handsome "Playboy gentleman" had a James Bond quality I couldn't turn...

Author: By Jonathan S. Paul, | Title: Interior Design: Heavenly Inspiration | 2/19/1998 | See Source »

...cash, more like an agonizing, gushing laceration. Soon I got the hang of things, the hand signals, the lingo, and before long I was turning a sizable profit. The first night that I returned home with a crisp Ben Franklin in my wallet, I knew that I was a casino man, a high roller...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Confessions of a Gambling Addict | 2/13/1998 | See Source »

...guide. I couldn't tell you the chances of drawing a straight flush, and that's why I like to wager that I'll pull one. Every card dealt promises unbounded opportunity. Every hand is like a fresh start on life. Of course the rush I feel in the casino might just be from the second-hand smoke, but I'd like to believe it lies in this dance with fate...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Confessions of a Gambling Addict | 2/13/1998 | See Source »

This past November, I finally broke the restraints of my collegiate exile with a trip to Foxwoods Resort and Casino. I hit the blackjack tables, that corner of the casino where so many poor souls hand over their paychecks. I proceeded to employ a tactic whereby I doubled my bet every time that I lost a hand. This approach is derisively known as "chasing a loss," and based on the structure of the casino's betting limits, it is statistically guaranteed to bankrupt the player--unless that player is extraordinarily lucky. And lucky...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Confessions of a Gambling Addict | 2/13/1998 | See Source »

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