Minieri Moving Backwards
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Dario had 11,575 chips left, and he was debating a difficult decision. He sat in the tank for several minutes before starting to chat. "I don't know how my last longer will... How many chips you got, Peter?" Two seats to his left, Peter Eastgate quickly covered his stack with both hands and gave a wide grin.
Dario continued to mull it over. "If I didn't have the last-longer... I probably would be all in," he lamented. He turned his attention to Baekke and tried to prod some information out of him. After just a few seconds of chatter, Minieri had heard enough, and he kicked his cards back to the dealer.