I thought Aviator was luck… until my AI poet mom taught me that randomness has a heartbeat. Now I track my bets like jazz improv—each click isn’t gambling, it’s emotional regression with 96% RTP and zero chill. My dad says if you’re not running simulations, you’re just crying into your budget spreadsheet. No app can predict this… but my cat understands the volatility curve better than your therapist. Wanna see my tears? Just upvote—and maybe buy me coffee next round.