Calling Las Vegas a “city”, while correct by definition, would be a complete miscalculation.
Standing in the middle of the Nevada desert i.e. United States of America’s left-of-nowhere, a fantastical wonderland of concrete, steel, a$$ and neon halogens exists to institutionalize a complete lack of inhibition.
Being my second visit, I thought I’d be on autopilot for another wave of nonsensical spazzing and retardation out in the dessert (only marginally hindered by the 40+ degree heat) but truth be told it was just like the first time again. > insert analogy here <
All-round thanks to the tables that paid up *special thanks to the Taiwanese fweago that tipped the pair plus*, the Jewish deli AKA “Tha Jewce Spot”, the awesome cocktails, and specific anti-thanks to the whiplash and bleeding nose.
And please, when visiting Vegas, reward yourself whenever possible by eating the hidden pizza at The Cosmo.
WUD Squad x Sweetzer Mob #youknowwhatitis