Yes, you experience si some. When I was still playing Poker (today I have a wife and children🤷♂️), I have also jumped so many things from the Tip
Police raids, ner SEK raid, stories from Czech casinos from 2009... I tell you, that was mafia there...
If I were to tell them, however, there would be a Risk of being recognized
But it was wild... And profitable...
Until I discovered Roulette for myself. 🤦♂️
Today I'm over it and wouldn't want to miss my experience...
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5th Feb. 2021, at 11:21 pm CET#12
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tell me some stories, i would be very interested. you can leave out names and places. especially since i was in the beginning of the 90s also very much in the czech republic for gambling
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wettibernd wrote on 05.02.2021 at 21:28: Then times another such hair-raising case:
It is already about 10 years ago on a rainy Friday in the summer. The small casino was very well visited, all Roulette tables were open, in the machine room was full. Anyway, I had a pretty good run at Black Jack and decided to stop playing and changed several 100 and 50 chips into 2 x 1000s still at the table because I don't like such bulging pockets. Of course I put the two big ones in my inside breast pocket. My hotel was not 5 minutes walk away and the evening was already advanced. So I decided to have a few more beers at the bar
In the well-filled hall it did not take long that I came with another player into the conversation, he had my age and we knew each other from seeing. To the beers came a few shots and it was a nice and funny conversation with a lot of "Zockerlatein" about ups and downs. The other guest had the same first name as me.
Anyway, this one disappeared at some point, I didn't think much of it. Maybe he went or times in the small game? I drank slowly my beer empty and observed the hustle and bustle at the tables. Suddenly I was addressed from behind with my family name, when I turned around I saw two uniformed police officers who asked me to follow them. Since I had nothing to hide, I complied with the request
In the checkroom area of the casino I was told that another player had accused me of stealing a 1000 Euro chip. I then explained that I only had 2 such chips with me and where they came from. So I unpacked all the chips and let the police officers additionally scan me so that it is sure that I have not hidden somewhere such a big square thing
I was then allowed to exchange my money back under supervision except for a 1000 which was temporarily secured and I was banned from the premises for an indefinite period until the matter was cleared up. The following Tuesday I got a call from the casino in which they apologized for the inconvenience. I was offered the money at my next visit to receive again or alternatively I was offered transfer or crossed check to choose from
Of course I went there myself, after all I wanted to know what was going on. After a few conversations it turned out that the camera surveillance showed that the other player (of course my drunkard brother) was never in possession of a 1000 Euro chip that day, also it turned out that I had exchanged the two chips at the Black Jack. The other person is a man with multiple convictions for fraud who is now banned from the casino for life ---- which is probably better for everyone.
chriss1808 wrote on 06.02.2021 at 02:25 Clock
stop it you pseudo writer, "on a rainy friday", especially 10 years ago good memory haste apparently....blow me away if that believe some
You do not have to believe it. Can me just because that happened only so well remember that day. Every game day I have no longer so good in the head. Also no longer knows exactly whether that was 2010 or 2011. And I still remember the rainy day because I walked to the hotel and got soaking wet, which really suited me. Likewise, I can still remember a game day in the fall about 30 years ago, still know that it was autumn because I slipped on the way to the car on wet leaves and have sprained my left arm.
It was in the summer of 2017, it was June extremely warm (about 30 degrees) and it was a Wednesday. I remember all this because it was my 50th birthday. There is a small casino about 4.5 km away from my vacation home in the Bavarian Forest. I am there of course known as a colorful dog since I am always when I make there vacation almost daily present. Anyway, some of my friends and acquaintances have announced themselves for this evening in the casino. The casino was on this day almost without gambling guests (in the middle of the week and the weather just), the more the employees were pleased when I arrived there with my "entourage"
On my ticket it said "happy birthday" and I got a voucher for a Prosecco Piccolo which was immediately changed by Saalchef into a large bottle. The operator of the catering trade spent also again a bottle, I paid also still 3 or 4 and a few rounds schnapps went naturally also still. Of course we played in between times at the only Roulette and BJ table which were open and also in the automats some flowed in, I must say in addition that there is no difference in this play bank between large and small play, it is everything in a hall with a few stairs between and there is also no dress code.
Sometime between 21 and 22 o'clock all my guests were actually already gone and I was totally drunk because normally I am only beer used. Nevertheless, I am again to the Black Jack and have reached a 2nd game 21 points. The Croupier rang a small bell and shouted loudly in the direction of the bar "3 times 7". Then a waitress put a glass of Prosecco in front of me. In the meantime I was so disgusted by the stuff that I said loudly "DO YOU WANT ME TO p**s AWAY ALL MY MONEY OR DO YOU GIVE ME SO MUCH OF THAT STUFF TILL I'M GULLY". Thereupon the hall boss forbade me to continue playing and led me out with the words in the Waldler dialect "Look bloß dast hamkommst and come only widder wennst nichtern bist".
The next day the neighboring hotelier greeted me with the sentence "Well Bernd, were you so drunk yesterday that they threw you out of the casino". I have of course apologized in the meantime and all is well.
I once spent two years in Deggendorf. This language spoken in the region... 🙄😂😂
The people often real "Grantl", but once they let you look behind the facade, really warm people. Nevertheless, I would not like to go back
I can still speak this dialect today, just haunts me
Oh, and don't let individual lunatics flame you here. Your stories, super 👌
I'm still thinking about whether I give my "anecdotes" also times to the best... 😅
I started playing online Poker in 2007. That was the time when you could still make money just because you knew what a kicker was.
I played mostly fixed limit FR, up to $5-10 blinds. The highest No Limit games were actually 25/50$... Today, when I have time and desire, I still play at Kings Casino Rozvadov, gladly PLO
I have also witnessed the old competitions between Casino Flamingo in Cheb and Kings in Rozvadov. That was the time when the first 50k GTD tournaments were held. That attracted massive amounts of players back then. In the end, the Kings won the race, the Flamingo couldn't pay out the winners at one Tournament because a guy had made a mega run at Roulette and was ahead by 6 figures. So the people were allowed to come back and get their prize money, partly in 20€ bills. Of course, this creates trust
A buddy of mine, Russian and Greek speaking and also regular in online poker, was dealing in the Casino Flamingo at that time. In a break he went out in front of the casino to smoke. There drove a Mercedes S-class, completely darkened before the main entrance. The security (they were armed there) came out, all that happened was that the window of the S-class went down briefly and the security marched quickly back into the casino. Perhaps it should be mentioned that the S-Class was traveling with Ukrainian license plates
A short time later he came out again, with a nice aluminum suitcase, handed this through the gap of the window, and the S-Class drove away again
A few weeks later, the following happened in the casino
My acquaintance (none of whom knew his Russian and Greek skills) overhears a guy show up at the casino's front desk. Quite excitedly, this tells my acquaintance fragmentary, but understandable in context, that some other wanted to unpack to the police about a drug deal
The floorman was now also called to the reception. They conferred briefly and the floorman went back into the poker room, making some kind of whistle and hand signals. Suddenly, several guys who had previously been playing at the tables (50-100 in some cases) got up and ran down the hall towards casino management. I mean WTF, were there guys put in to play, rake to ergauenern, has the casino tried to operate collusion?
Well, anyway. An hour later, a guy enters the casino and looked UNLIKE Hitman. Talked briefly with the floorman and said the matter was settled...
Well, that was the last evening on which my acquaintance had dealt there...
Through my many contacts, I quickly found connection to the many illegal homegames in the region. What was going on there
One of the later Floormans in the Casino Flamingo, a Romanian (who was beaten up by the way once because he tried to falsify the Casinochips, which appears sometime in the cash) sent me an invitation SMS (yes! SMS) that in new private round in my hometown poker is played. Above the premises of a well-known chain of gambling houses. I drove there and was already surprised. Loud fence guests, the ladies from the Spielo to serve drinks above and the owner of the Spielo also at the table. I was then after an hour too colorful I let me pay off and went. Had still 20 euros in a machine down pushed and wanted to daddeln. There I look at the counter in front and see a guy in his mid-forties and a young woman. The guy also wore such trekking shoes and both obviously did not fit into the picture and I immediately thought of the police. At that time, they still used analog radio and there is always such a clacking sound when pressing the talk button.... I heard exactly this clacking sound. I got up and went to the door to see what was going on outside. There was a whole task force that went upstairs and blew up the party and I left 15 minutes before... What happened to the money and the people I don't know. In any case, there was no more invitation from the Romanian and in the Spielo was also no longer played...
There was another homegame near the CZ border. The guy who organized it rented a pub for it. Stupid was that the guy, together with others, another illegal Homerunde with weapons had attacked and robbed. At the other end of the government district. He had driven the getaway car. That day I went there with a buddy, but I wanted to get gas and buy cigarettes. So I dropped my buddy off there first and then went on for a little while. When I came back, hooded guys just packed the guy into a T5 and drove off with their fat boxes. Whether now SEK or MEK I do not know of course. My buddy then told me that they had stormed the pub like in the movies and arrested him. His sentence was 6 years in prison for complicity in armed robbery. After that he was deported to Kosovo. All the money the players had there was confiscated. My buddy was able to save a 500€ bill in his underpants.
At another homegame, also here in "my" town, there was often a guy present. He was often there... I didn't know him well, but it was a regular round and that's how you are known. I often wondered how he, younger than me, independent but playing high, could do it all. Because he wasn't such a great player either. Played tournaments in Malta, trips to Las Vegas, pretty girlfriend...
Well, in 2015 I got a message from one of the organizers that the said guy had disappeared on his way to CZ and if I could check it out. I then said na what should I check there (work in a federal administration), on the one hand illegal and on the other hand if he disappeared, then they would have to contact the police in D and CZ
As a message came back that his assumption is that he would be in jail
There I became naturally also curious. I have then researched, looked in situation reports (where I came to face again and again people from the casino had played like the big ones, but the gold coins of the life partner had stolen and pawned, fraud, etc.) and then had to find out that he was taken out of circulation with 900 grams of crystal and 5KG marijuana after crossing the border
For drug smuggling he always used rented motorcycles. The arrest definitely made waves here in the city's drug scene. In the end, it did
He additionally played in a backroom round at the Vietnamese in CZ. There he met a Vietnamese guy for whom he did the courier runs for a good fee
His luck was, he had a cell phone photo of the guy playing poker and so he could make use of the leniency in the BtMG. At the trial he got 3 years and served it. Had he not been able to provide the photo, according to the judge at the time, we would have been talking about a 10-year prison sentence.
We never talked again. But the other day, when I was looking for a new car with my family, I saw the guy again in the yard of an Audi dealer. That made me think of all those stories again...
Yes, one experiences really what in the Mileu... Today I play only irregularly LivePoker, but all these experiences have shaped one already something...
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Slothot wrote on 02/06/2021 at 22:46: Oh shit, I'll bang out some stories too.
I started playing online Poker in 2007. That was the time when you could still make money just because you knew what a kicker was.
I played mostly fixed limit FR, up to $5-10 blinds. The highest No Limit games were actually 25/50$... Today, when I have time and desire, I still play at Kings Casino Rozvadov, gladly PLO
I have also witnessed the old competitions between Casino Flamingo in Cheb and Kings in Rozvadov. That was the time when the first 50k GTD tournaments were held. That attracted massive amounts of players back then. In the end, the Kings won the race, the Flamingo couldn't pay out the winners at one Tournament because a guy had made a mega run at Roulette and was ahead by 6 figures. So the people were allowed to come back and get their prize money, partly in 20€ bills. Of course, this creates trust
A buddy of mine, Russian and Greek speaking and also regular in online poker, was dealing in the Casino Flamingo at that time. In a break he went out in front of the casino to smoke. There drove a Mercedes S-class, completely darkened before the main entrance. The security (they were armed there) came out, all that happened was that the window of the S-class went down briefly and the security marched quickly back into the casino. Perhaps it should be mentioned that the S-Class was traveling with Ukrainian license plates
A short time later he came out again, with a nice aluminum suitcase, handed this through the gap of the window, and the S-Class drove away again
A few weeks later, the following happened in the casino
My acquaintance (none of whom knew his Russian and Greek skills) overhears a guy show up at the casino's front desk. Quite excitedly, this tells my acquaintance fragmentary, but understandable in context, that some other wanted to unpack to the police about a drug deal
The floorman was now also called to the reception. They conferred briefly and the floorman went back into the poker room, making some kind of whistle and hand signals. Suddenly, several guys who had previously been playing at the tables (50-100 in some cases) got up and ran down the hall towards casino management. I mean WTF, were there guys put in to play, rake to ergauenern, has the casino tried to operate collusion?
Well, anyway. An hour later, a guy enters the casino and looked UNLIKE Hitman. Talked briefly with the floorman and said the matter was settled...
Well, that was the last evening on which my acquaintance had dealt there...
Through my many contacts, I quickly found connection to the many illegal homegames in the region. What was going on there
One of the later Floormans in the Casino Flamingo, a Romanian (who was beaten up by the way once because he tried to counterfeit the Casinochips, which appears sometime in the cash) sent me an invitation SMS (yes! SMS) that in new private round in my hometown poker is played. Above the premises of a well-known chain of gambling houses. I drove there and was already surprised. Loud fence guests, the ladies from the Spielo to serve drinks above and the owner of the Spielo also at the table. I was then after an hour too colorful I let me pay off and went. Had pushed another 20 euros in a machine downstairs and wanted to daddeln. Since I look at the counter in front and see a guy in his mid-forties and a young woman. The guy also wore such trekking shoes and both obviously did not fit into the picture and I immediately thought of the police. At that time, they still used analog radio and there is always a clacking sound when you press the talk button.... I heard exactly this clacking sound. I got up and went to the door to see what was going on outside. There was a whole task force that went upstairs and blew up the party and I left 15 minutes before.... I don't know what happened to the money and the people. In any case, there was no more invitation from the Romanian and in the Spielo was also no longer played...
There was another homegame near the CZ border. The guy who organized it rented a pub for it. Stupid was that the guy, together with others, another illegal Homerunde with weapons had attacked and robbed. At the other end of the government district. He had driven the getaway car. That day I went there with a buddy, but I wanted to get gas and buy cigarettes. So I dropped my buddy off there first and then went on for a little while. When I came back, hooded guys just packed the guy into a T5 and drove off with their fat boxes. Whether now SEK or MEK I do not know of course. My buddy then told me that they had stormed the pub like in a movie and arrested him. His sentence was 6 years in prison for complicity in armed robbery. After that he was deported to Kosovo. All the money the players had there was confiscated. My buddy was able to save a 500€ bill in his underpants.
At another homegame, also here in "my" town, there was often a guy present. He was often there... I didn't know him well, but it was a regular round and that's how you are known. I often wondered how he, younger than me, independent but playing high, could do it all. Because he wasn't such a great player either. Played tournaments in Malta, trips to Las Vegas, pretty girlfriend...
Well, in 2015 I got a message from one of the organizers that the said guy had disappeared on his way to CZ and if I could check it out. I then said na what should I check there (work in a federal administration), on the one hand illegal and on the other hand if he disappeared, then they would have to contact the police in D and CZ
As a message came back that his assumption is that he would be in jail
There I became naturally also curious. I have then researched, looked in situation reports (where I came to face again and again people from the casino had played like the big ones, but the gold coins of the life partner had stolen and pawned, fraud, etc.) and then had to find out that he was taken out of circulation with 900 grams of crystal and 5KG marijuana after crossing the border
For drug smuggling he always used rented motorcycles. The arrest definitely made waves here in the city's drug scene. In the end, it did
He additionally played in a backroom round at the Vietnamese in CZ. There he met a Vietnamese guy for whom he did the courier runs for a good fee
His luck was, he had a cell phone photo of the guy playing poker and so he could make use of the leniency in the BtMG. At the trial he got 3 years and served it. Had he not been able to provide the photo, according to the judge at the time, we would have been talking about a 10-year prison sentence.
We never talked again. But the other day, when I was looking for a new car with my family, I saw the guy again in the yard of an Audi dealer. That made me think of all those stories again...
Yes, one experiences really what in the Mileu... Today I play only irregularly LivePoker, but all these experiences have shaped one already something...
Boar ey...if you read that you can be really happy as a peace-loving player that you have found a possibility with the online slots, where you can celebrate your gambling without being confronted with such massive criminality...
Why have you ever been banned or barred from playing in a casino?
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Police raids, ner SEK raid, stories from Czech casinos from 2009... I tell you, that was mafia there...
If I were to tell them, however, there would be a Risk of being recognized
But it was wild... And profitable...
Until I discovered Roulette for myself. 🤦♂️
Today I'm over it and wouldn't want to miss my experience...
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But I have witnessed many stories. Maybe I'll write down a few here.
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from which novel did you copy the story?
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stop it you pseudo writer, "on a rainy Friday", especially 10 years ago good memory haste apparently....hau mich weg if that believe some
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You do not have to believe it. Can me just because that happened only so well remember that day. Every game day I have no longer so good in the head. Also no longer knows exactly whether that was 2010 or 2011. And I still remember the rainy day because I walked to the hotel and got soaking wet, which really suited me. Likewise, I can still remember a game day in the fall about 30 years ago, still know that it was autumn because I slipped on the way to the car on wet leaves and have sprained my left arm.
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It was in the summer of 2017, it was June extremely warm (about 30 degrees) and it was a Wednesday. I remember all this because it was my 50th birthday. There is a small casino about 4.5 km away from my vacation home in the Bavarian Forest. I am there of course known as a colorful dog since I am always when I make there vacation almost daily present. Anyway, some of my friends and acquaintances have announced themselves for this evening in the casino. The casino was on this day almost without gambling guests (in the middle of the week and the weather just), the more the employees were pleased when I arrived there with my "entourage"
On my ticket it said "happy birthday" and I got a voucher for a Prosecco Piccolo which was immediately changed by Saalchef into a large bottle. The operator of the catering trade spent also again a bottle, I paid also still 3 or 4 and a few rounds schnapps went naturally also still. Of course we played in between times at the only Roulette and BJ table which were open and also in the automats some flowed in, I must say in addition that there is no difference in this play bank between large and small play, it is everything in a hall with a few stairs between and there is also no dress code.
Sometime between 21 and 22 o'clock all my guests were actually already gone and I was totally drunk because normally I am only beer used. Nevertheless, I am again to the Black Jack and have reached a 2nd game 21 points. The Croupier rang a small bell and shouted loudly in the direction of the bar "3 times 7". Then a waitress put a glass of Prosecco in front of me. In the meantime I was so disgusted by the stuff that I said loudly "DO YOU WANT ME TO p**s AWAY ALL MY MONEY OR DO YOU GIVE ME SO MUCH OF THAT STUFF TILL I'M GULLY". Thereupon the hall boss forbade me to continue playing and led me out with the words in the Waldler dialect "Look bloß dast hamkommst and come only widder wennst nichtern bist".
The next day the neighboring hotelier greeted me with the sentence "Well Bernd, were you so drunk yesterday that they threw you out of the casino". I have of course apologized in the meantime and all is well.
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I once spent two years in Deggendorf. This language spoken in the region... 🙄😂😂
The people often real "Grantl", but once they let you look behind the facade, really warm people. Nevertheless, I would not like to go back
I can still speak this dialect today, just haunts me
Oh, and don't let individual lunatics flame you here. Your stories, super 👌
I'm still thinking about whether I give my "anecdotes" also times to the best... 😅
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I started playing online Poker in 2007. That was the time when you could still make money just because you knew what a kicker was.
I played mostly fixed limit FR, up to $5-10 blinds. The highest No Limit games were actually 25/50$... Today, when I have time and desire, I still play at Kings Casino Rozvadov, gladly PLO
I have also witnessed the old competitions between Casino Flamingo in Cheb and Kings in Rozvadov. That was the time when the first 50k GTD tournaments were held. That attracted massive amounts of players back then. In the end, the Kings won the race, the Flamingo couldn't pay out the winners at one Tournament because a guy had made a mega run at Roulette and was ahead by 6 figures. So the people were allowed to come back and get their prize money, partly in 20€ bills. Of course, this creates trust
A buddy of mine, Russian and Greek speaking and also regular in online poker, was dealing in the Casino Flamingo at that time. In a break he went out in front of the casino to smoke. There drove a Mercedes S-class, completely darkened before the main entrance. The security (they were armed there) came out, all that happened was that the window of the S-class went down briefly and the security marched quickly back into the casino. Perhaps it should be mentioned that the S-Class was traveling with Ukrainian license plates
A short time later he came out again, with a nice aluminum suitcase, handed this through the gap of the window, and the S-Class drove away again
A few weeks later, the following happened in the casino
My acquaintance (none of whom knew his Russian and Greek skills) overhears a guy show up at the casino's front desk. Quite excitedly, this tells my acquaintance fragmentary, but understandable in context, that some other wanted to unpack to the police about a drug deal
The floorman was now also called to the reception. They conferred briefly and the floorman went back into the poker room, making some kind of whistle and hand signals. Suddenly, several guys who had previously been playing at the tables (50-100 in some cases) got up and ran down the hall towards casino management. I mean WTF, were there guys put in to play, rake to ergauenern, has the casino tried to operate collusion?
Well, anyway. An hour later, a guy enters the casino and looked UNLIKE Hitman. Talked briefly with the floorman and said the matter was settled...
Well, that was the last evening on which my acquaintance had dealt there...
Through my many contacts, I quickly found connection to the many illegal homegames in the region. What was going on there
One of the later Floormans in the Casino Flamingo, a Romanian (who was beaten up by the way once because he tried to falsify the Casinochips, which appears sometime in the cash) sent me an invitation SMS (yes! SMS) that in new private round in my hometown poker is played. Above the premises of a well-known chain of gambling houses. I drove there and was already surprised. Loud fence guests, the ladies from the Spielo to serve drinks above and the owner of the Spielo also at the table. I was then after an hour too colorful I let me pay off and went. Had still 20 euros in a machine down pushed and wanted to daddeln. There I look at the counter in front and see a guy in his mid-forties and a young woman. The guy also wore such trekking shoes and both obviously did not fit into the picture and I immediately thought of the police. At that time, they still used analog radio and there is always such a clacking sound when pressing the talk button.... I heard exactly this clacking sound. I got up and went to the door to see what was going on outside. There was a whole task force that went upstairs and blew up the party and I left 15 minutes before... What happened to the money and the people I don't know. In any case, there was no more invitation from the Romanian and in the Spielo was also no longer played...
There was another homegame near the CZ border. The guy who organized it rented a pub for it. Stupid was that the guy, together with others, another illegal Homerunde with weapons had attacked and robbed. At the other end of the government district. He had driven the getaway car. That day I went there with a buddy, but I wanted to get gas and buy cigarettes. So I dropped my buddy off there first and then went on for a little while. When I came back, hooded guys just packed the guy into a T5 and drove off with their fat boxes. Whether now SEK or MEK I do not know of course. My buddy then told me that they had stormed the pub like in the movies and arrested him. His sentence was 6 years in prison for complicity in armed robbery. After that he was deported to Kosovo. All the money the players had there was confiscated. My buddy was able to save a 500€ bill in his underpants.
At another homegame, also here in "my" town, there was often a guy present. He was often there... I didn't know him well, but it was a regular round and that's how you are known. I often wondered how he, younger than me, independent but playing high, could do it all. Because he wasn't such a great player either. Played tournaments in Malta, trips to Las Vegas, pretty girlfriend...
Well, in 2015 I got a message from one of the organizers that the said guy had disappeared on his way to CZ and if I could check it out. I then said na what should I check there (work in a federal administration), on the one hand illegal and on the other hand if he disappeared, then they would have to contact the police in D and CZ
As a message came back that his assumption is that he would be in jail
There I became naturally also curious. I have then researched, looked in situation reports (where I came to face again and again people from the casino had played like the big ones, but the gold coins of the life partner had stolen and pawned, fraud, etc.) and then had to find out that he was taken out of circulation with 900 grams of crystal and 5KG marijuana after crossing the border
For drug smuggling he always used rented motorcycles. The arrest definitely made waves here in the city's drug scene. In the end, it did
He additionally played in a backroom round at the Vietnamese in CZ. There he met a Vietnamese guy for whom he did the courier runs for a good fee
His luck was, he had a cell phone photo of the guy playing poker and so he could make use of the leniency in the BtMG. At the trial he got 3 years and served it. Had he not been able to provide the photo, according to the judge at the time, we would have been talking about a 10-year prison sentence.
We never talked again. But the other day, when I was looking for a new car with my family, I saw the guy again in the yard of an Audi dealer. That made me think of all those stories again...
Yes, one experiences really what in the Mileu... Today I play only irregularly LivePoker, but all these experiences have shaped one already something...
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