The Night I Ended Up Chasing a Jackpot in Wagga Wagga
I still remember the smell of cheap coffee and polished wood floors in that small gaming lounge in Wagga Wagga. It wasn’t glamorous in the way people imagine when they think of jackpots and flashing lights. It felt more like a memory from another decade—somewhere between my early twenties optimism and my current habit of overthinking every decision I make.That night started with no plan. I was just passing through the Riverina region of Australia, and Wagga Wagga felt like one of those towns…See More
