There is no one story that quite captures what Las Vegas is. Not even Fear and Loathing does the mirage in the desert true justice. You are surrounded by pulsing lights and cigarette smoke in every corner of the city. This place should not exist. It cannot exist. Yet it does. It is the most American City on this planet. The gas stations have fucking slot machines, as do the bars, the laundromats, the restaurants, the hotels and one presumes, city hall. I forgot to mention the

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