Should You Be Worried About Your Husband's Betting App?

There's something downright depressing about a casino in daylight. If you’ve ever been to Vegas or Atlantic City, you know the scene. Where are the windows? Why is a 67-year-old man staring with dead eyes at a glowing machine while repeatedly pressing a button that triggers cartoon coins exploding across the screen? Why is a woman, probably named Deb, smoking a whole pack of Lucky Strikes and chipping away at her Social Security check with every round on the machine?