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The Perfect Friend in the City of Sin


By Royal Hopper 


A woman smiles and turns toward her companion, smiles and pat her on the back as she shovels another dollar bill into the one armed bandit she has been sitting in front of for some time.

The companion returns the smile after a fashion the comedic smirk frozen on its face as the woman shovels another bill into the machine and pats her brightly colored friend on the head and smiles at people who are beginning to star at them.

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The perfect photo for Modern Vegas – Royal

Her friend is thin and two dimensional. In fact it is as thin as cardboard. It is a cardboard cut out sitting beside the woman who is shoveling bills into the slot machine in front of her, the words gymnast is written across the crayon colored cardboard. I guess the one sure way to make sure your companion doesn’t talk back to you or interrupt you when you are gambling is to make sure they don’t talk or cant talk. Maybe she just wanted to reassure those looking on that she had quality friends and writing gymnast across the cardboard gambler made sure of that.

Still the woman with the crayon colored companion was essentially gentle unlike the man and I use the word regretfully who punched his newly minted wife in the face under the glare of the 100 or so video cameras that populate most casinos in the modern Vegas world. The cops were called of course as is the law in these situations and the man went to jail for a 12 hour vacation as he should have.

its another tequila sunrise _ Royal Hopper

its another tequila sunrise _ Royal Hopper

The woman later claimed that she didn’t remember being hit in the face and asked if the whole thing could just be forgotten.

“I never should have gotten married,” she said. Later she was picked up and carried to her room so intoxicated she could not remember what city she was in and had been laying on top of another intoxicated individual at a bar in the middle of a casino in full view of every one and the world.

There is something about the approach of summer in the City of Sin and consuming large amounts of alcohol that makes people believe they are younger, smarter, prettier and much more interesting than they are. Maybe it’s the sea of neon the hordes of scantily clad women men and otherwise ..maybe it is the reputation or the hype of Sin City but something in the air here makes people believe they are somehow important and can do whatever they please and that in a city full of video surveillance no one will notice.

When is this light going to change _ Rpyal Hopper

When is this light going to change _ Rpyal Hopper

I imagine that is exactly what the man sitting by a slot machine next to his much older mother was informed that since he was not 21-years of age he would have to leave the casino. His answer .. . . . . “but I am with my mother.”

I think I will try that cardboard thing. If I place a cardboard cut out near me when I am gambling and write Bikini model across it in crayon you think people will buy it.
That’s life in the City of Sin
Take Care Sinners


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Monday Morning in the City of Sin


By Royal Hopper  

“Do you know where I am?” the man in the red ball cap asked the casino security guards as he stumbled through the gaining Sin City icon of unapologetic decadence.

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The man, who was clad in a odd assemblage of free give away shirts hats and jackets and brightly colored wear at beach Capri style pants sold in most Sin City gift shops looked confused when the casinos designated order keepers answered with a question.

“What room are you looking for sir?” the guard answered with a practiced politeness born of years of experience in the industry and an old school southern upbringing.

“What?” the man answered repeating the guards tactic of answering a question with a question. “Well, the guard answered stalling for a moment to come up with a polite answer to the question/answer. “We have several towers and you are in the middle of casino right now. If you tell me your room I can get you to the right one,” he answered smiling politely. It had been a long night, a long shift in the Sin City order keepers job full of drunken trouble makers and down home politeness was all he could manage.

“What?” was all the man could manage again looking around obviously completely unsure of where he was. After several rounds of answering questions with questions the man eventually gained enough composure to relate that the last thing he remembered was being in his car on the Interstate outside of Needles, California until he woke up half an hour ago in this strange confusing place full of slot machine black jack tables free alcohol and hookers named Dakota Skylark. a guy on scooter

About that time the man’s friend walked up rolling his eyes at the man and reassuring the guard he would make sure his friend got back to his room got some rest and took his medicine before heading out to spend his vacation money on dollar black jack and a long held bucket list goal of buying a souvenir from every gift shop on the Las Vegas strip. It was Monday Morning.

Later as many of us Sinners (Las Vegans) were driving home we noticed police cars blocking off several lanes along the half block corridor in front of one Sin City apartment complex on Tropicana Avenue.. A car had veered off the road going fast enough to completely take out several yards of the cinder block fence blocking the complex off from the road a pieces of the cinder block barrier for many more dozens of yards.
A passing motorists unable to take his eyes off the wreck while stopped in traffic looked at the police officer writing the paperwork on scene and shrugged his shoulder in askance. The officer who looked to be a veteran of many years working a beat in the City of Sin shrugged his shoulders in return and looked at the wreck in professionally frustrated manner and then shrugged slightly again. It was late Monday morning.

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Still later in the day a man is seen dozing on a sidewalk bench his mouth open his still open eyes rolled back in his head as passersby gather around the man likely trying to decide whether they should call the police or Paramedics. The man shook his head stood up and checked his watch tossing a beer bottle and an empty paper coffee cup in the trash and took off his windbreaker. Underneath it was a uniform. He was apparently late for work.
There is something about your first day of the work week that is familiar to everyone. There are some things about Mondays in Sin City that are just like everywhere else and in some ways.
In many ways Monday mornings like most of life in the City of Sin is much different than in any other place in the country.

Take Care Fellow Sinners

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Elvis Slept here ..He did I swear ...Royal Hopper

Elvis Slept here ..He did I swear …Royal Hopper

The Were Idiot stalks the City of Sin

By Royal Hopper

In one part of the City of Sin a woman bites down with all her might on the plastic shrubbery in one of that casinos fancier artificial landscapes.  She tells the people who come to stop her that the forces of Mordor are right behind her.

In another section of the City of Sin a man with a dish towel wrapped around his head sits down calmly at a slot machines and begins mumbling “magic words” at it as he calmly tries to force it accept the Walgreens coupons he holds as cash and then points at his watch and screams more magic words at the machine as it for some reason remains silent and judgmental.

A famous Sin City cowboy - Royal Hopper

A famous Sin City cowboy – Royal Hopper

Finally on a Sin City backstreet a man in costume accosts a man twice his size steals the mans paper bag and runs out into traffic having just committed a felony and nearly been killed for what looks like a half eaten hamburger. The bad ass he stole the burger from more confused and amused than angry walks away shaking his head.

All across the casino world a new kind of creature is roaming the byways and hallways of the City of Sin under the bright glare of the full moon.
Ordinary men and women by the light of day these creatures of the night are transformed by the pale reflected light on the moon into a devilish form of not dead beings of pure .evil..alcohol, insanity and polyester.

Sleeping in the chair _ Royal Hopper

Sleeping in the chair _ Royal Hopper

The season of the Were idiot has arrived in full force.
The Were Idiot is making its mark in Sin City..That’s right I said Were idiots .You know about werewolves and we have talked about were cats. The were idiot is the real threat to Las Vegas and they cant be kept at bay with silver or garlic and they don’t glow in the dark.

There is something in the City of Sin _ in the water maybe _ that makes normally functional people act like complete dingbats with the rise of moon and the falling of night or in the day or in between for that matter.

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by Royal Hopper

People of Sin City lets put our heads together and find a way to drive back the were idiots before the disease sweeps this city and endangers us all.
That’s Life in the City of Sin

Take Care Sinners

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Broke Please Help _ Royal Hopper

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Walking in the rain _ Royal Hopper

The Controversy of Charity

By Royal Hopper
The casino was full of the usual cast of half dressed characters. An old guy in the Dicso Rules outfit clothes being hit on by a chick who was way of his league 20 years ago, the guy with the tri colored Mohawk and a leather vest talking to his dig and giving the poor beast sips of his alcoholic drink.

Jogger by Royal Hopper

Jogger by Royal Hopper

the six foot tall was he now a she, the foreigner in his underwear confused why people were telling him to put some clothes on and the horde of discount coupon carrying locals looking for a discounts and love in all the wrong places and Cookie Monster playing slots right next to her girlfriend who her big bird T shirt with pride. As you can imagine locals here don’t get surprised often but there are times there jaded minds are stymied by a genuine dilemma.

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Guy on escalator – Royal Hopper

As she approached the dusty time stained elevator a young woman, a girl next door type with

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jet in the morning – Royal Hopper

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As part of his duty in a alysssas cookies tenatove adcustomer service sort of way the security officer who was also approaching the elevator smiled and as the elevator door closed inquired how her vacation was going. Neither of them noticed the man in the leather skirt belching to their left.

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City at Night – Royal Hopper

“It was fine until today,” she said somehow willing to talk to the older man she didn’t know about something that was bothering her. She looked at the security officer a mature man with a salt and pepper goatee and a gravelly East Texas Gulf Coast drawl.

“My husband,” she said her words monetarily choked with emotion and difficult to understand. She could have said boyfriend or father. But I think it was husband. “He was going to throw away his shoes anyway and her got upset because I was going to give them to a homeless man,” she said still struggling with the emotion of the memory of the conversation she had had with her man.

“He was going to throw them away anyway,” she repeated holding back the emotion perhaps out of courtesy or Mid Western pride.

The guard was speechless unsure of what to say and his southern upbringing making him certain anything he did say would be out of bounds .. .. “I’m sorry,” was all he could think to say his accent deepening with the effort the elevator opened on his floor and he stepped out of the elevator past two giggling reprobates dressed like the Abbie character from NCIS.

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good morning – Royal Hopper

She seemed forgiving at his loss for words being equally speechless and they parted agreeing while being streetwise is necessary in the City of Sin being cruel without cause is childish and unnecessary.. It is something the man who was arrested after he got angry at being told not to lay on the ground muttering to himself could have heeded.

It has been said that the culture in this country is split, divided in attitude and approach to life. Some see the world as a hard place where charity is a moral weakness and others still see being kind simply because you can as an ultimate truth. . . . One side believes in the phrase party like a Rock Star boasting leather and lace at every opportunity the other conducts itself with almost painful dignity. . . . . And then there are French fries.

The divide often fueled by disputes as simple as which party to go to is so intense at times that it is reason to argue with the one you love and even come to blows.

It was a long week in the City of Sin. Mom and Pop drank to much, Junior got rolled by a girl named Dakota and alternative life style choices stayed the week end and ordered out. There were as the tag line from the Drag Net TV a show goes million stories in the naked city and this was one of them.

Take Care fellow Sinners

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