Dear Vegas,
I love you very much. I love your cheap entertainments, and obnoxiously large portions of food, and your unwillingness to ever sleep. I love how everything is huge, and tacky, and cheesy, I love Area 51, and Wedding Chapel Row, I love the seedy underbelly attempting to be disguised by glitter. I love that Vegas has all the glitz, but none of the glamour.
I wish we could have known one another in the good old days, I have a feeling we would have been fast friends, and I know you would have made me famous.
Till we meet again, I will see you in my dreams.
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