An apartment building celebrating St. Louis' extremely abysmal design talents.
He probably should have stuck to crusading, although he wasn't actually setting records there, either.
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Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.
-Hunter S. Thompson
Dedicated to the other side of Las Vegas, namely; the sprawling, mad, incoherent underpinnings of the world's favorite destination. That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular. Follow @lavi_d_avegas
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Except for a record ransom for his release after he was captured.
Some fascinating stuff there Mr. De Vegas.
Furst even,
Hey, thanks.
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