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ТОП 50 ЛУЧШИХ ПЕСЕН SHAZAM 24 Октября 2018
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As always I walked into the casino with $1000 and absolutely no plan... other than to maybe win for once? (I know crazy) we go through an absolute BATTLE at the blackjack table just trying to show Gate City who is boss! We have so many huge things coming out (NOBODY knows exactly win not even my new boss). But hey we are out here 3 months late on a launch and everyone involved is in this misery together so welcome to the shit show! I would literally be nothing without you guys you have completely changed my life into something I could only dream of! Thank you so much for liking subscribing and of course even just watching! Cant wait to show you beautiful bastards just how sick what we have cooking is going to be. Maybe one day! I love you all. #casino #gambling #comedy #blackjack #fun #money #slots • Brettski walked into the casino with $1000 in cash tucked into his pocket, the crisp bills a reminder of the risk he was about to take. The neon lights above the blackjack tables flickered, casting a haze over the room. He could feel the heat of the cards, the tension of the players hunched over their hands, and the low hum of murmurs around him. Tonight, he wasn’t just another player—he was here to win, or lose it all. • He approached a table in the middle of the room where a seasoned dealer, a woman with a sharp gaze and a quick smile, welcomed him. The other players eyed him up, sizing him up as if he was just another easy mark. But Brettski wasn’t like them. He'd studied the game, knew the odds, and was prepared to play his cards like a pro. • Place your bet, the dealer said, her voice cool and unbothered. Brettski slid a stack of chips in front of him, his $1000 slowly shrinking as he placed his first wager. • The cards were dealt. The first hand: 7 and 5 for him, a 9 for the dealer. He hit—10. He doubled down. A king. A total of 17. The dealer turned over a queen—19. • Push, she said, her eyes never leaving his. • Brettski gritted his teeth, but he knew this was a marathon, not a sprint. The next hand came, and he was all in, doubling his bet. The dealer dealt: an ace and a 10. Brettski smiled. He had a blackjack. • The dealer's expression didn’t change. She turned over a 9, then a 7... And then she reached for another card. Brettski’s heart pounded. He was on the edge. • Would she bust? Would he walk away victorious, or would this be his last hand?
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