In the Times I read that casinos employ "mood directors."
I imagine you can tell from my last post that, given the blackness of my mood, I am in sore need of someone to rehearse, give notes on, and thereby improve my mood.
I despised Vegas for the entire hour and a half I once spent there.
I suppose there is a nice little town somewhere, and to its residents I apologize for my harsh judgement.
Universalis, your very own breviary in pixels...
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