EEK!!Trip story, not mine. Two guys were on the road and stopped in a pool hall. One talked to the counterman while the other hung his elbows on the rail and watched the room.
After a few minutes the one watching the room grabbed the other one's arm. "Let's get the hell out of here before somebody thinks we are pool players!" The game was one pocket, unusual at the time, and in that few minutes he had seen three break and runs on three different tables.
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Not for the faint of heart!!
Nor 9 ball player.