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Video Poker Machines

Whether it is spades, clubs, diamonds or hearts, greed and gullibility is when it starts. It never changes from day to day. I am always only one card away. I have come close to a royal flush again. There is an ace, king, queen, jack, but no ten. After a while, it does not seem so funny. This thieving machine is taking my money. What I see other people lose makes me swoon. Is this any way to spend a summer afternoon?

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Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 2/12/2011 10:32:00 AM

When I go to casinos, the only games I play are the poker machines, Robert. At least we have to make some decisions about discarding cards. And every once in a while we win this game. Never won anything with the other slot machines. You gave me a giggle as you waited for your 10. Sorry you missed out on the straight, but there's always next time. Love, Carolyn

James Fraser

Date: 2/12/2011 9:27:00 AM

Wonderful capture of the soul transfixed awaiting their next win, whilst in the background the Video Game is laughing to itself. Another buck for me, another mug taken in. Nice write Robert....:)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 2/12/2011 9:06:00 AM

Robert u present a great picture of an addictive person who cannot walk away from the machines draw luv.. my summer days are surely spent laying on the hot sandy beach .. my money is safe in my backpack..haha.. enjoyed this video adventure luv..