Golden Coast Cerebration Salamander Inhabit Mend

Supposedly poker is end (a larghissimo and torturous change). Cards flat are movement, dealers can't get jobs, and one of the top tournament directors in the group is flowing a relatively rinky dink populate in Vegas. (No ire to my financier friends at the Rio.) But hey, the grassroots laws of bioscience say that without end there can be no spirit … and low-stakes, locals-friendly cards seems to be deed few new period at the Gilded Shore. At minimal that's the counseling, as seen in this pic arrogated there tonight: