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Spearmint Rhino

Above all other seamy strip joints, the Spearmint Rhino, with its aura of old-school Vegas history, its bevy of dancers, heavy-handed bartenders and regular clientele of both locals and partying tourists, tends to have a very specific effect on people, no matter what their original intention. Anytime a story fatefully begins with, “Last night I was at the Rhino,” you can be reasonably sure the person’s tale will ultimately end with them coming home around sunrise and sleeping off an impressive hangover until late afternoon. The best-laid plans for “just one drink” are absolutely futile when matched with the sexually charged, alcohol-fueled party animal that is the Rhino.

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The Downtown Cocktail Room’s doors are impossibly un-door-ish. You walk up from the intersection of Fremont Street and Las Vegas Boulevard, happy to join the buzzing downtown camaraderie—the urban revolution taking hold of Las Vegas—and you’re faced with walls of one-way glass and no apparent door handle. For the uninitiated, it makes for an awkward moment. Had this happened to me, and I’m not confirming that it did, the larger metaphor wouldn’t have been lost: Maybe everyone doesn’t fit in here.

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