Walking through the casino at 6am, inhaling the co...

Walking through the casino at 6am, inhaling the collective smoke and the desperation that comes with it. Nothing here seems casual besides the sex being peddled by morning hookers in cheap heels. The drinking is excessive. The smoking never stops. The obnoxious treble of the life-sucking slot machines gets louder as each second passes. Dialated pupils gaze at the screens of video poker with a magnetized obsession - accompanied by nervous feet and quick fingers. And all of this has been manufactured for the bottom line. While the poor get poorer and the addicts fall harder, the rich get richer and the party never stops. There is nothing here for me other than a room reservation.