"We walked into the Palms and the first thing that hit us was the smell. Mandalay Bay had an odd odor that might have been perfume from the woman in front of us, but the Palms had an actual bad smell....

... We finally fled the place about midnight when I made the realization that this is the one casino that I would endorse installing a Gamblers Anonymous office in. These were degenerate gamblers, desperate, lonely, unintelligent, and uninteresting. No matter how much money there was to be made, I wanted nothing to do with them."