In downtown Reno on a cold October night during the 1970s casino boom, there was a public school janitor who was divorced, lived in his car, and made little money. He had a hard life making minimum wage and tried to meet his kids every now and then. After getting divorced the janitor got into the unhealthy but addicting habit of gambling. This new addiction consumed most of his wages and left him unable to pay rent. But his love for the dopamine hits bound him to the casinos. This man had just lost all his monthly wages again by gambling all of it away. He cried himself to sleep. The next month after receiving his paycheck he was on the way to meet his kids, when he saw a casino billboard. Unable to fight the urge, he immediately turned around and set out for the casino. But on the way he thought to himself, “Have I ever actually come out ahead? Is this really the best way to spend my hard earned wages?” The man realized how manipulating and addictive the casino really was. He realized there were no windows, no clocks. He observed that the casino deceived people by disguising losses as wins, and masking the value of money by using chips and cards. The place was built so you wouldn’t know you were losing. And worst of all, he realized how many others would lose their money, resulting in horrible consequences. Out of his new realization, he made friends with some employees, suspicious of the casinos owners and the mayor, because at the last city meeting the mayor helped pass some laws allowing casinos to build hotels into them. After doing some research, one employee discovered evidence of the falsified tax records created by the mayor. He quickly got together with the janitor and was able to expose the operation, threatening the casino’s license, destroying its reputation, and forcing it to shut down.
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