Oh Las vegas...The smell of soured liquor, cheap cigarettes, perfume that was taken off the shelf years ago and all you can eat buffets with steerage lined up like the homeless at a soup kitchen to get there taste of the chicken of the day...While little old drunk ladies smoke the last of the long capri cigarettes and sip on well vodka martinis as the slots roll another minute from there life....All while crusty dealers shuffle through calast hands new decks of cards and rip money from the unbeknownst players that Vegas wasnt built on dreams of glory...cash flow was needed from the hands of the people that love this place...even when walking down the streets shying off the Mexicans giving cards out for your date of the night and the street entertainers alike...only the crazy can love this place and appreciate it for what its worth with the full aspect of hospitality and the get there money while its here program. ...I do love you lady vegas..and always will never will I leave you without contribution and will always return to make sure your doing your job...you havent let me down yet...I cheer to you this beverage and the many more you will give me tonight...Thank you
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 22:58:00 +0000
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