Time doesn't exist in Vegas. The only time you have to know is when you're flight leaves and you have to go back to reality. In Vegas days turn into nights that morph into new days and the lines are as blurry as the millions of lights in the Sin City if you squint your eyes. We still haven't seen a show and I want to so I hope we get to that tomorrow. My favorites spots so far are the Peppermill, Caesar's Palace, Freemont street and the Volcano that erupts with drums and fire.
It's equally fun and sad. Vegas. Humanity at it's finest. Capitalism putting on a poker face and turning money around faster than the wheels of fortune. I would love to come back. Would hate living here.
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