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Downtown Las Vegas, 1940

I’ve always loved Downtown Las Vegas.

It started when I was a kid. My parents took us to Vegas one summer and I whined that I wanted to see the “Cowboy Sign from the U2 video”.

I love it because it’s the only bit of “old school” Las Vegas left.

I love it because everything is right there and I’m lazy as fuck. Besides numerous casinos and restaurants, they also have a Walgreens in case you ran out of toiletries. And a Greyhound station in case you need to get the fuck out of town.

And I love it because it’s where I fell in love with my boyfriend :-)

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