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Mike_25
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The cash game sharks with ice in their veins worry me the most. The players who can sit for 12 hours without breaking a sweat, the ones who punzqutainly raise every pot just to keep things "interesting."
They know every angle and exploit. They feed on weak players like me. Every pot I win from them is merely a reprieve, a chance to earn back the chips they've slowly bleeding me dry hand after hand. Their chip stacks grow while mine dwindles, chippies nickled and dimed away. Only blind luck can beat their style, and I've run out of luck at this table long ago. Them's the pots I aim to avoid.
They know every angle and exploit. They feed on weak players like me. Every pot I win from them is merely a reprieve, a chance to earn back the chips they've slowly bleeding me dry hand after hand. Their chip stacks grow while mine dwindles, chippies nickled and dimed away. Only blind luck can beat their style, and I've run out of luck at this table long ago. Them's the pots I aim to avoid.