Today, you are the five of hearts. I pick you out of the pack, and I fan out the deck for the clients to see. They snap back, flow across my arms and click and shuffle together, until you are another face-down chip for someone to pick up and pretend to not react to. Yesterday you were the ace of spades. You won a woman enough money to retire early. Today, you may be someone’s downfall. To gamble with you seems the most just fate.