The glamours buildings disappeared into the background as the truck sped along the road, driving through the less wealthy parts of the city on their way north. While Las Vegas itself was a beacon of excess and wealth, that didn't mean that those living here were all like that.
Looking out at the trailer parks and dilapidated buildings, Amira started speaking.
"My parents told me before about the town they used to live in before moving here to the country. While it might sound crazy, even compared to places like this, our old village was poor..."
"Yet you went to college over there?" Laz asked, thinking about what she had been told.
