What Happens In Vegas, Stays In Vegas

The odds are slim.

By James F. Finn

The tagline says it all. In this entry, I will not be revealing any explicit details of my thrill ride of a week in Sin City.

Hunter S. Thompson beat me to any insightful cultural analysis of the city and the people that walk Las Vegas Boulevard (See Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas).  In fact, the city does not recognize the sunrise or sunset as the beginning and end of the day. As long as the elusive triple “7’s” are rolling and looks of despair after a bad hand on the casino floor are flashing – an individual’s time spent is just one long day.

Las Vegas Boulevard in the afternoon and evening is a spectacular backdrop for artists. I hope you enjoy my visual experiments.

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