The skin, covered in salt crystals brought by the sea breeze mixed with sweat, seeped into wounds as if it stung like a bee sting.
The driver had approached the alley where the casino was located. Morris had been here many times as he had lived nearby before.
The old man liked gambling here since it was with familiar faces, which felt unrestricted, and everyone knew each other well.
Casinos, especially underground ones, usually have a very fixed audience.
They wouldn't just open their doors to random passersby to come in and gamble, so those who came to play were basically locals.
In fact, almost all the customers knew each other, or were downright friends.
The more stable a casino, the harder it was for strangers to blend in, as gambling itself has attributes of "deceit."
Strangers wouldn't confront a group alone; they couldn't use experience and instincts to judge whether these people were colluding to cheat him.
