A front row seat at the apocalypse

Vegas isn’t a real city.  It’s a Sodom and Gomorrah theme park surrounded by hideous exurban sprawl and wasteland so barren it makes the moon look like and English rose garden.

Winner Take All, by J. R. Moehringer, Smithsonian, October 2010, Pg. 16

And that’s why we love it so much; it’s not like anywhere else…