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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

XXX Vegas Valentine

Some provocative neon to brighten your Saint Valentine Day. Our plane landed in Vegas during a heavy rain. We drove up and down the Strip as I snapped pictures from the back seat.

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Blogger pingting said...

I only visited Vegas once. We had spent a day in
Death Valley. A Full day. Driving through the hot barren vein map of a hand landscape. Navajo indian
whoops and hollers and beat beat echos. The sun set on the sand and the night and the planeterium
sky lit up with a zillion stars straight on the horizion
on a strange wasteland crater called Earth.

Late that night we drove and came upon a city
in the distance. Like a tiny city of candles, or some
Oasis caravan party in the desert. Miles....off and
far away. We drove, closer, closer. The just about
Full moon in the sky lighting our way.

as we arrived suddenly gas stations appeared out of
nowhere and blinding bright pink, fire glows of water exploding and honking cars beeping blinking
red lights, greens lights, yellow lights and we did
not stop as planned. Just kept right on driving through and out of town, where we found the moon
again in the sky, which Vegas had drowned.

And once upon a diner came with coffee black
and Elvis on the jukebox.

10:13 PM  

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