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Last Sunday, I returned from Vegas. I am not photo-crazy, so I only snapped a few shots, but they are certainly worth sharing.

We arrived early Wednesday, and as I dropped my luggage in my room, before going on a four-day gambling bender, I glimpsed out the room’s window to see a beautiful view of the building rooftop. In the distance however, I saw New York city. Or at least New York New York, the hotel and casino. The Statue of Liberty and Empire State Building loomed over the famous New York roller coasters. Very authentic.

Wednesday evening, after a successful session of poker, I pushed the door open to my hotel room, stumbling upon what appeared to be an alien invasion. The room glowed the same eerie green that one might expect to find from a scene in a B-Movie about Toxic Monsters from Planet Slime.

The following morning, we awoke to a stern-faced bald man looming over our beds. His silent gaze gripped the rays of morning sun, snapped them like pretzel sticks, and let them crumble to the floor as if to show that he were more powerful than the sun itself. We did our best to avoid the room. This vacation was best lived on the casino floor.

There is a significant amount of walking to be done up and down the Las Vegas strip, and by late Thursday we were happy to avoid the exercise. We picked up a 3-day pass for the monorail which connects the hotels along the east side of the strip to save from blistering our feet.

The monorail itself is pretty boring and uneventful, but Saturday afternoon delievered us an excellent photo opportunity. As we stepped into the station, I looked forward to see myself walking ahead of us. It made no sense. I was there walking with my friends, but then I was also there, ten feet ahead of myself, walking with some other people I had never seen before. He was either an imposter or a stunt double, and either way I was compelled to stand next to him in the monorail car so we could sneak a picture or two. Or three or four, but only two were clear enough to share.