A Tale of Tales

There is a fine line between gambling addiction and gambling occupation. The gambler, business man, professional, knows where the bottom line is in that operating income necessary to keep things moving from one game to the next as it balances between living and working. The addict knows only how to shoot the moon or hit rock bottom.
The gamblers greatest trick is in knowing the tales of his competition and, these tales are found in subtle expressions and gestures that are associated with the cards that someone holds in their hand. A good gambler will throw money away making call after call just to see what those cards are. 
Now to watch a bunch of professionals go at it is a beautiful thing. There is an art to finding tales and casting faked tales so as to throw your competition off, and the winner of the day is that one that can lie the best without ever having said a word.
Now, I like to gamble. I enjoy the art of it but, as a profession it was a gamble I was never really willing to take. I have set in on some games but it was mostly your Wednesday group of work buddies blowing off some steam on hump day while knocking back a few beers. 
The biggest game I myself ever sat in on might have had five thousand dollars in the room. I went in with about four hundred and probably made a hundred which I spent most of on over-priced Long Island Iced Teas.
However, this tale of tales is not indigenous to gamblers and, it is indeed a good trick to use to get around that “proof of truth” problem. A good guess leads to further examination, weighing variables, hashing out the details of possibilities so that you can get to the core of what you know, as opposed to what you believe.

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