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Traps For Saps

There is a place on the shore of New Jersey. Everyone has heard of it, it is called Atlantic City. This is a place of yearlong activity. Yes, this is a city nearly everyone knows. I know you are very familiar with the casinos. With offers in the mail, they draw you down the shore. They entice you with comps and giveaways galore. When they see you, they will gladly open the door. They are only after your money, and then some more. Casinos merely regard you as another gullible sap. Each place is only a clip joint and a trap. If you are considering a trip, then hold your horses. The machines and tables will tap all your resources. When your pockets are empty, then it is time to roam. When you lose, it seems like a longer distance home.

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Date: 2/8/2011 2:45:00 PM
must be a sad life for some people, well written
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