After the sanity of Zion, and the quiet of Death Valley, we spent two days in the insanity of Vegas.  Did I gamble?  Hell, I was born to a life in the arts.  Gambling seems redundant.  But we did dig on the strip.  We always do. 

The first time I saw the place, about the time this photo was taken, it was still run by the Mob.  What a different vibe it had then.  Now it’s a corporate vibe.  Is one better than the other?  Hard to say, since both specialize in killing: one of people, the other of the soul.  Don’t think I’ll make a choice on that issue.

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