casinos are genuinely one of the few places that are actual hell on earth. They're designed to be a microclimate, entirely seperate from the outside world, to make you lose track of time and gamble your life away. The euphoria from a win is so strong, you develop a dopamine addiction almost immideately unless you go in wary. They're legal slavery, in every way but physical. The perfect casino, you never have to leave. Housing is built in, food services are cheap, and toiletries and basic facilites are free. VIP systems keep people attached, because why have benefits and not use them? And then they glamourize everything; themes, ornate statues, shows, more and more draw to pull you in from the outside, to see the machines and be promised a chance to win! And if you're already stuck in the mire, the polish makes you think it's paradise. Did you know a common practice in casinos is to not let miniors in, or at least not near the actual machines? This is implied to be for their saftey, so that minors cannot get acess to this deeply addictive thing, and so they don't break the machines. And while these are concerns, sure, the biggest part of this? Children break the illusion. A child will shake a parent out of the stupor, sometiems physically. A mouth to feed, actively reminding you it wants to be, makes it hard to remain there. So, no kids. It breaks the spell. No windows, no clocks, so you lose track of time. It's sickening. It's a human honeytrap, designed to suck you in and keep you there for as long as possible, so that you can be milked for all you're worth. Vegas being Sin City isnt wholly talking about prostitues and drinking and gambling and other actions consumers take; it's also reffering to what happens behind the curtain.