The Croupier of The Sands Casino is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by Lady Fortune with an iron fist, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, ubiquitous missile silos, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 2.435 billion gamblers are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The tiny, pro-business, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of the poker table. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.6%.

The powerhouse gambling economy, worth 218 trillion chips a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Pizza Delivery, and Soda Sales. Average income is 89,856 chips, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 417,457 per year while the poor average 11,623, a ratio of 35.9 to 1.

Personal injury lawyers are demanding compensation from the government after recent reductions in manufacturer liability, sales of disinfectant wipes have skyrocketed, carefully-staged grief is displayed by Lady Fortune after national disasters, and police protocol is to arrest anyone who looks a bit foreign. Crime is moderate. The Sands Casino's national animal is the gambler, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is getting rich quick.

The Sands Casino is ranked 72,506^th in the world and 7^th in The Sands for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 757.35 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.