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Las Vegas Hotel Myths
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The note says call for help and you just woke up in a tub full of ice. Okay, this is a little far fetched. Lonely guy meets beautiful woman,
It tastes... minty. Here’s one that should be true if it isn’t.
Fear and Loathing in an Elevator Here’s a myth that’s been around for a looong time.