Wednesday, January 24, 2007/1:05 pm
Gondola


The Venetian, where it's always an Adriatic dusk and the gondolas never stop.

Las Vegas is truly faux at its boldest, sublimest, or most shamelss, depending on how you choose to look at it. It's a wormhole of make-believe, where adults are transported back to the days playing "let's pretend". For if it's not a landscape so bizarrely impossible it seems like a dream, how best to appreciate the thrill of high stakes on the gambling tables? How else to explain the insanity of it all? There is only one answer: Vegas!


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