I’m standing on thick-pile carpet in front of a 3-seater Chesterfield sofa. A golden-framed hexagon-shaped mirror is mounted on the fashionably patterned wall behind it. The room and all of its trinkets and finishing touches is dominated by peacock greens and blues with metallic accents. There is a rich, decadent, almost exotic feel to the […]
Vegas is hyperreality: I think I passed Elton John in a casino but it might not have been him and it doesn’t matter anyway
That’s the thing about Vegas. It’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s not.