You’ve entered the game at half time or maybe it’s the 3rd day or whenever you found the time to get there and get seated.
The locals are grim, holding their position, after all…they’re defending home turf. The tourists are jovial and reckless, throwing their chips into the pots, laughing as they pull back more and stack and stack and stack. The locals are losing…they have no cheering section and each time they lose a pot, they make comments about the tourists. They’re so nasty, a referee might throw a flag on them …but there are no referees in this battle.
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