Las Vegas, before the car even entered, one could smell the coppery stench from afar.
The evil capitalist country had somehow built such a bustling city in the desolate desert.
This place was a drunken paper sea of gold, the largest entertainment city in the world.
Its night was never shrouded in darkness; every evening, it boasted all kinds of dazzling neon lights and performance shows.
Not only was it crowded with luxury hotels and entertainment venues, but it also gathered the world's marvels.
The Statue of Liberty, the Eiffel Tower, the Obelisk, the Pyramids, the Sphinx; here one could find knockoff versions of them all.
The same things would be severely criticized in our country as pandering to foreign influence.
But here, people would say, "Wow, it's really beautiful; Americans are so creative!"
From outside the city, one could see a giant Ferris wheel in the distance.
