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| - When my coworker told me dollar shots and two dollar Corona's, I was down. Little did I know about the Western Casino other than it was two blocks down from Fremont Street.
Oh Jesus. Gird your loins. It was all mixed emotions when it came to the Western. Yay for cheap liquor! Boo for the patrons who also enjoy cheap liquor! This place definitely exemplifies 'Dark Vegas' - sketchy patrons, dim lighting, dive, dive, DIVE. The bartenders were great! Cracking jokes, cordial, attentive despite being busy. However, the other patrons were ridiculous. I definitely do not suggest coming alone, let alone a group of less than four.
My party was comprised of nine people, yet that did not excuse us from cat calls from creepy gentlemen or derogatory names from questionable women. But for dollar shots (Smirnoff, Jack Daniel's, Jose Cuervo Gold, Southern Comfort), two dollar Coronas, and dollar Coors Light, I can't complain. We left sufficiently boozed, with new friends, yet I doubt any of us would return. It's safe to say that the nine of us are scarred from venturing that far past Fremont.
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