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Walking the strip As though I were a pinball In a giant arcade game. Showgirls posing, Gamblers jostling With over-sized flasks Hanging around their necks. The streets are festooned With picture cards, As numerous as confetti, Advertising all the pleasures And prices of escorts. Vegas, Baby? Keep it there, Not here.
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
Vegas... Baby
Walking the strip As though I were a pinball In a giant arcade game. Showgirls posing, Gamblers jostling With over-sized flasks Hanging around their necks. The streets are festooned With picture cards, As numerous as confetti, Advertising all the pleasures And prices of escorts. Vegas, Baby? Keep it there, Not here.
francie-lynch
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
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