Wait, are there gamblers who aren’t secretive?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Gambler_(song)
On a warm Summer's Evenin’
On a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with a Gambler
We were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a-starin’
Out the window at the darkness,
’Till boredom overtook us
And he began to speak: