Slowly swirling the amber liquid in the crystal glass, with the nearly non-viscous fluid gracing the edges, I found myself turning inward, becoming increasing contemplative. As the liquid, provided “free” while I sat at the roulette wheel,...
Slowly swirling the amber liquid in the crystal glass, with the nearly non-viscous fluid gracing the edges, I found myself turning inward, becoming increasing contemplative. As the liquid, provided “free” while I sat at the roulette wheel,...
Slowly swirling the amber liquid...