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Before Martinez was buried, the man’s dad had undertakers embalm his son, dress him in sunglasses and casual clothes and prop him up at a poker table so loved ones could see him one more time, doing what he enjoyed, CEN reported.

This guy’s already cashed out — but that didn’t stop his pals from paying him a macabre tribute.

Henry Rosario Martinez, a 31-year-old avid gambler, died earlier this month from booze and an overdose of prescription pills in his hometown of Barceloneta, Puerto Rico.

I was 17 and on a school trip to a small gallery in Mayfair. Equally gripping was a photograph of Freud in the catalogue. The disheveled shirt, check trousers and scarf gave him a bovver-boy toughness; he looked halfway between a pastry chef and a bare-knuckle fighter, eyes startled, oozing a sense of raw power. I was determined to find out more about this rebel who had the secretiveness of a recluse but – even then – the reputation that no girl was safe with him.

His paintings were displayed in a claustrophobically small room that resonated with tension. He had already fathered more children than anyone could guess at (the official count was eventually 15 acknowledged, some estimated there were as many as 20 more unacknowledged) and he was mysterious, never giving press interviews, never commenting, never explaining, always in the shadows. His nudes of women at that time were exposing, sexual and shocking.

The oil tycoon, who died at the age of 85, ranked among the biggest gamblers in Las Vegas and was said to be the largest player at Wynn Las Vegas.

He put so much money down at the blackjack tables that casino owner Steve Wynn gave Davis his own on-site villa, an honor shared only by Wynn himself.

He seemed as dominant and outside of any rules or set of ethics as anyone since Jean Genet or Dylan Thomas. It was a long journey, slowly stalking him to find out who exactly he was. He was not scared by anyone and could not be forced to do anything against his will. It will make a terrible headline: Editor of London Evening Standard stabbed by artist. He wore suits from Huntsman, the smartest tailor on Savile Row. No one could be as persuasive, whether by threats or through simple charm. In some ways Lucian was the Forrest Gump of the 20th century.

And yet exactly what he was like no one seemed to know. It took me 25 years from that school trip to finally meet him. When he was 85 I went round to drop something off at his house in Notting Hill. I laughed, then he laughed but we both experienced his feckless disregard for using violence yet also enjoyed the comic absurdity of our encounter. He combined this with aggressive black leather boots speckled with paint. Just as Charlie Chaplin made the black suit his moniker, so Lucian invented scruffy-chic. He was in a George Formby movie; he hung out with Francis Bacon and was painted 19 times by him; Noel Coward wrote verse about him; Picasso made more than a pass at his second wife.

” said Deakin, 53, his wrists bound with a zip tie.

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Jose Melendez, owner of Eterna Luz Funeral Services, admitted he’s never done a job quite like this — but said it’s not unusual for grieving loved ones to request an arrangement to show how the dearly departed lived. But we take it was something normal because this kind of things have been done in other parts of our country,” Melendez said.