A classic portrait of my mom dealing Black Jack. Note her pinky and my hand. Of course I went on to lose (along with the rest of us) to our blue-blooded dealer.
say hello to your mother for me...and the gringo kids. i dont know why, but your mom always reminded me of my mom. im not sure if that's by appearance or personality, havent really thought about it.
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say hello to your mother for me...and the gringo kids. i dont know why, but your mom always reminded me of my mom. im not sure if that's by appearance or personality, havent really thought about it.
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