A venture into the hypnotic lure of the casino

Doug Maag’s fingers feel like they’re frozen. The late-September night air on Isleta mesa has stiffened his knuckles and he fondles a worn deck of cards in a cramped employee breakroom to warm his fingers. He’s due on the casino floor in 15 minutes. "People have a love-hate relationship with us," said Maag, a blackjack dealer at Isleta Gaming Palace. "They’ll kiss us when they win and they’ll