Thousands of miles away from the concrete jungle is the real city that never sleeps. Las Vegas, Nevada is a city with total abandon where one loses track of the time and day. One never needs more than 48 hours in this city; in fact, it’s doable in 36, 24, and (if you’re daring enough) even 12 hours. Here, it’s “live fast, die young” and “go big or go home.” Nowhere else is quite as alive and fleeting, as developed and developing, as sensuous and lecherous, as extravagant and prodigal, as exhilarating and empty, as bona fide and illusory. For a weekend, a day, a few hours, or even a moment in the scorching desert heat, Sin City is both an oasis and a mirage.