Sunday, February 13, 2011

Holy shit!

Car alarms, sirens, televisions heard in the adjacent rooms, hookers, hawkers, never-ending traffic, a Las Vegas without the gambling or escapist fa├žades. Who in their right mind would ever come here for vacation? More importantly, how the fuck am I going to sleep?

1 comment:

TenMile said...

Home is where one rests after the vacation.