An end-of-summer visit to the Neon Boneyard in Las Vegas, in haiku and photographs.
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On Time and Shaping Las Vegas
It feels odd, perhaps unnatural, to age in a place as timeless and anachronistic as Las Vegas: where night is masked as day, where clocks are nowhere to be found, where things happen and are never spoken of again once you’ve left.
Where Neon Signs Go to Die: The Neon Boneyard in Las Vegas
The simplest description of the Neon Boneyard? It’s where Sin City’s signs go to die.
