Page 151 of Glass (Crank 2)


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then move to another. That way

we won’t draw much attention

to ourselves. Sound good?

Table games are riskier,

so we’ll hang out in the big banks

of slots, nickels unless we get lucky.

I have to admit it’s kind of exciting,

and not the unlikely idea of winning

but of maybe getting away with playing.

If you win really big, they won’t

let you keep the money, but anything

that drops in the tray is yours, Dad says.

Let’s take a snort, then go give it a try.

He pulls out his little amber bottle,

the one with the tiny silver spoon

attached to the lid by a little chain.

The crank is definitely mediocre,

but it does the job if you do enough,

keep going back—and back—for more.

I’ll go get some rolls of nickels.

You two scout out a quiet corner.

If a cocktail waitress comes by, I’ll

take a Coors. Can’t fuck that up!

What he means is, they bring players free

drinks—notoriously awful free drinks,

mostly mixers, to keep on the cheap.

We find a nickel slot island, well

back in one corner, away from bars,

restaurants, and the main traffic pattern.

Found you guys. Can’t hide from

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