It was a good friend to us back then. We would start at the 32nd street naval station. The road out the main gate was highway 15 that ran right to the Vegas strip in those days. We'd all pile in a beat-up old car once a month and start flying up the mountain, down and across the desert on that old two lane road with our guns (for shooting a empty beer cans in the desert), girls and booze for a wild weekend in a nice room at military rates. Always got treated like a million bucks there and I can't say the same for some of the places in Cali we visited in the 70's.Hmm. Being friends with a building.
Also, one building doesn't mind if you have been in other buildings.Hmm. Being friends with a building.
Stable relationship, low demands, always there to talk to, never judges you, never gives bad advice.
In Vegas that's not true if you gamble, you get comps for being faithful.Also, one building doesn't mind if you have been in other buildings.
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