Thursday, January 22, 2009

Changes 9



Google's satellite maps are some months behind reality. I grabbed this shot off them back in April, long after the Boardwalk ceased to exist.

The arrow, of course, points to the spot where T?m and I hoist Adult Beverages in accordance with the Engandered Freedoms Act.
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1 comment:

The_Scum said...

God Bless Vegas, where the drunk can still be free!

*Queue bitter ex-girlfriend or morally superior hypocrit diatribe*

Furst!

Excellent series Lavi.

January 22, 2009 at 8:50 PM

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