A sad little DD in a sad casino surrounded by sad Fremont St.
Having been to Vegas a dozen times, my main gay and I decided to take the Deuce (heh) from the Wynn to downtown while the boyfriends gambled. Expecting to see DUNKIN DONUTS!!!!!!! in big neon lights, it took us a while to find this location tucked waaaay back in the Fremont Casino.
Quest achieved, we ordered way too many donuts and enough coffee to fuel an all night slot bender amongst the dingy decor but opted to Deuce it back to the strip instead. I can still still taste the glazed coffee roll goodness...mmmm