I lived in the Jockey Club in the early eighties, on the 7th floor of the back tower. I could see Little Ceasar's from my window along with what was then the MGM Grand. I still miss cr ossing the strip to jot down the line every morning at Mayday's place. What I used it for is another story, and even more memories. I can also recall Mayday had to have the dirtiest chips in the town in that little casino.
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