During the Industrial Revolution once skilled craftsmen found themselves jobless and/or mindlessly working assembly lines. This detachment from direct contact with a finished product left many workers psychologically ill. As a poker player without any real long term goals or a tangible product deserving pride, I feel I've fallen victim to such dissonance. Ego having been shattered and pride having been swallowed, I shall retire from poker for the day.
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