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I call this story my "lucky baccarat chemin de fer morning" but morning is rushing it a bit. It was a lot more like my lucky baccarat 30 minutes. It was a morning which produced me a believer in folks who know that fate or luck or whatever is on their side and they instantly act upon it. I was glad I found the suitable individual at the correct time so I could act too.

There is absolutely nothing like hitting a great run at the punto banco table. I got up at 08:00 and headed down to get my usual cup of black tea with no intentions of playing anything just before I would had at least two cups along with a sausage sandwich. I bumped into a friend of mine who bets on baccarat banque and quickly adjusted my thinking.

The man in question might be incredibly good at the casino game and also horrible. If he is on he can not lose and I make cash with him simply because I stick to whatever his "bet" offers.

Realizing I had left my room with nothing except $30 in my pocket because I only thought to get some food, I stuck it in the money area. The croupier declared "money plays".

I could tell my buddy was "spot on" as soon as he took a seat. It was nearly as if fortune had blessed him that day and given him a nudge to play at that punto banco table. I took the entire thirty dollars and pressed it as much as $960.

I took the nine hundred dollars earnings and started above with sixty dollars and pressed it as much as $1920 and was ready to begin over with one hundred dollars when he said: "that is it and it’s gone". As I had played with him previous to on many occasions, I knew he was most likely right. Everyone calls him the "hit and run kid" so I did not encourage him to stay.

He had created a profit of above five thousand dollars and determined it was time for several breakfast. After tips and hints plus a handful of other expenses, I strolled away from the table with over two thousand and eight hundred dollars.