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-Tyrus
Las Vegas already got the most different epithets missed. From the Zocker Eldorado to Sin city, the sinful town. More I would still have: Chip city. Power if only for that sense for a town whose main source of income is the plays. Billions from chips were stamped in the course of decades, were bought, won, lost and — were collected.
The fact that there is a club of the chip collectors here in Las Vegas, cannot surprise really. Thus I came along on by the club evening. When I before the bar in which the worth brands-collectors of the other kind meet her albums parked and got out, I experienced a small surprise. The association meets in the club of the "leather napes" in the middle of Chinatown. With so many weapons and trophies in the cupboards and glass cabinets in this veteran's club, there one must feel simply sure.
I looked purely and could dive into a colored, round world. The people were surprised that a Teuton gets lost in her club, but awfully nicely, friendly and helpfully. And then I also got fast the treasures of the proud owners to see. Of course not everything, because the collectors who get there brings only the pieces which they want to exchange or sell. In every club evening the association also organizes a small auction in which of every chip hineingeben can.
Walt immediately showed me the chips which he had from Germany. Oh well, nevertheless, Karl's bath belongs rather to Czechia, Deauville also lies not exactly in the middle of Germany and Brussels one likewise cannot as essentially German to call. At least, an older token from Aachen was present.
Then, however, there were also real treasures watch which tell from the history of the poker play. There were chips from Texas of the 30s. This was the time of the unlawful play clubs. Then also a wonderful piece with a horse head from a casino in Kentucky. In addition one must know that all around Lexington in Kentucky the richest horse breeders of the USA lived and the racetrack "The Red Mile" one significant was for the American trot racing sport. These pieces lie in the 3-figure area. But pieces have left at big chip auctions also already for 40.000 $ and more. Walt had only before some time a " fantastic collection “ of old 50-cent chips (the sitting around club members nod in the affirmative and appreciatively) for 45.000 $ sold.
However, the club deals not only with the round Dingern, but also with the history of the town. Since chips and play determine the life of Las Vegas for nearly 100 years. Therefore, there was to see a recording of a hearing after which then the mafia has lost her complete rule about the business with the play. The fact that behind the anonymous societies which control, in the meantime, the hotels, the casinos and with it the play business also mafia money is, it is not denied.
Tyrus R. (R stands for the second given name Rex. The parents really had humor) Mulkey has there no illusions: „ Nobody goes from such a lucrative business. But now as opposed to earlier they pay taxes. Nevertheless, this is already a step forward. “
Tyrus itself is a collector and trader. On his website ( www.TyrusRex.com ) one can do to himself an overview about the variety of this collective area. We drink a beer and I find out from Shen Li, an unlawful casino in Texas that burned down in 1940, hears about the different decorations of the chips after which one can identify the age and even the manufacturers.
When I say goodbye, I am sure that I look at chip with quite different eyes. And particularly. Since him I have bought myself. Who knows my affinity to horses, also knows which — of course from Kentucky …
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