Poker chose me to be her slave when I was but a boy. Oh the pain, as the hours became years became decades. Then came my revolt. Against anything that hurt. The pain of losing, the pain of playing bad, the pain of bad luck, bad people, bad nights, bad food, bad sleep. To be done with the pain. To distill the greatest game down to its most enjoyable, profitable form. That was my quest.
And I did it.
And I’ve been teaching pain reduction – in poker and in life – ever since.
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