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  1. Ah Las Vegas, NM where, while visiting family friends, I was walking on their cinderblock wall (not far off the ground) like a balance beam, fell, and scraped my right thigh all to hell.

    Yes, that is what I think of when I think of Las Vegas. I hear (or read) the name and I wince.

    Tis a shame, because it is a lovely town! Mental hospital and all! 🙂

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