I mean, if you're going to sleep extra-deversorium on the Strip, you might as well sleep somewhere indoors, right?
Like, oh, I don't know, the north stairwell in the Bellagio?
In a nice patch of sunlight, of course.
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4 comments:
Furst!
I love Vegas Sleep Porn!
What the hell is 'extra-deversorium'?
It looks like he fell down the stairs and either Security hasn't discovered him yet or just left him for the night shift cleaning crew.
Is that Michael Jackson working on his sun tan?
What the hell is 'extra-deversorium'?
According to this super-duper, intertubular English-Latin translator, deversorium means "hotel".
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