Back to Bally's

My fever's been gone for a few days. Except for some lingering congestion and the occasional cough, I'm doing fine. I’ve fulfilled my requirements to the CDC, and eager to escape the confines of quarantine. I'm at Bally's for the Millionaire Maker, a $1,500 tournament with a guaranteed $1M first place prize. At my starting table I caress the felt, riffle my chips. My brief brush with the virus leaves me even more grateful for the time I have here.

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