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| When in Vegas be sure to cruise by Boulder Station on a Friday or Saturday night and bear witness to the disco inferno that IS Solid Gold. These hombres were indeed burnin' down the house - running the funky gambit from early Michael Jackson to the Bee Gees, they knew all the Strong Songs, y'dig? | |
| The flight home? The 3 hour
flight home was a mere 16 hours late and, as if the layover wasn't enough, the fella next
to me scammed me out of my in-flight cookiees with a sly card trick (forbidden knowledge
he later passed on to me - well worth the price of admission). Funny how I was able to blow through what little gambling money I had yet only felt ripped off when it came to losing in-flight cookiees...
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