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The sign on the wall said, “Why gamble with your money, when you can gamble with your life?” At first it seemed a bit absurd to me, but then again I was in Vegas, a few hundred dollars in the hole. At 3 a.m., standing on the floor of the Venetian Hotel, what once was a crazy idea that I had shrugged off several times before suddenly started to seem a lot more plausible.
By
the Voice Staff
September 5, 2002