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Someday, when I sit with my grandchildren and recount the reckless days of my youth, I will recall with a smile the lyrics to Billy Joel's 'Piano Man' as I describe my first visit to Vegas:
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, 'Son, can you play ( Read more... )
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, 'Son, can you play ( Read more... )
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