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Defcon 15: Hacked in Las Vegas
Thursday, Aug 16th, 2007   |  Read the Full Article

I’m on a shuttle from the airport to the strip, driving through the neon slum. It’s like hell’s movie set—a cast of burned-up addicts twitching down the sidewalk, dejected gamblers slumping toward the next casino and erect frat boys giggling at the scattered business cards of legs-spread massage whores. If there’s one place to get off the sobriety wagon, this is it.



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