This is a talk about a speech — specifically, Colin Powell’s 2003 address to the U.N. Security Council, in which he insisted that Iraq had “weapons of mass destruction.”

Las Vegas is a nexus of sensory extremes. In the middle of a broiling desert, we’ve got a string of air-conditioned Strip casinos boasting some of the world’s finest food, splashiest production shows, and, of course, row upon row of clamorous, glittering games of chance.

The reaping isn’t so grim at Bryan and Dusty Schoening’s Coffinwood, where the custom coffins, hearses, and other deathly touches are really about being more alive.

Most Las Vegans, I wager, will never taste a pita sandwich from a Cairo food cart. Any of us, however, can order from the Egyptian street food section of POTs’ all-vegan menu.

Even when you see it, you can’t explain how it happened.

Thanks to the nonprofit Clean the World, the Strip’s discarded hotel soap helps prevent disease worldwide.

Whether they showcase art, light, space, or eclectic finds, these four homes celebrate their owners’ passions and pastimes.

A five-part sensory experience of Las Vegas

It's back to the future with products that combine modern technology with retro cool.

Droll, odd, poignant, and awkward moments from the many Aprils of Las Vegas.