More and more I am thankful for the ability to experience nigh everything I could think of by the simpler virtue of being here in California. Las Vegas was one of them. Yes, I know fully well that it isn’t in California. Regardless, that’s not at all what I came here for. I’m sure we’ve all heard of horror stories, or sometimes miracles, happening in Sin City. While nobody actually ever takes “Whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” thing seriously, there is quite many things people have a reason not to speak of. It’s much less shameful or embarrassing and more hangover-dose exertion. You cannot speak of Vegas without gambling, whores or drugs. For the purpose of this demonstration, let’s only focus on gambling. There is quite a bit to talk about, but there’s nothing that sets the mood quite like a story.
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