It is a little house on a typical Las Vegas street. This is one of the city’s oldest residential neighborhoods, close to Downtown, and this house, like its neighbors, was built in 1950, when the town was still getting a reputation as the nation’s red-light district and the government still detonated nuclear weapons in the desert.
You’re skidding sideways in a car at high speed — wait, let’s see if we can better capture this experience in cold print: YOU’RE SKIDDING (white-knuckled …) *SIIIDEWAAAAAYS* (… while giggling …) AT high speed (… and laughing the whole ride)!!!!
The moment of the adult milkshake has passed, sure, but its existence remains of interest to someone like me, who, purely hypothetically, might pull into The Cosmo one heat-spiking afternoon in a car with no A/C and lumber into the casino