The place where the world comes together in honesty and mirth. Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Where the bright lights of Vegas go to die
The stack of giant neon letters just beyond the gates of the Neon Boneyard in Las Vegas are unlit.
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