A short preface: I'm a dumb ass.
I decided to hit all of the downtown casinos one day.
Last stop was the Western.
NOT GOOD. Most of the patrons were missing key teeth. After five minutes or so, I sensed that I was getting eyeballed by a group of vagrants. Sure enough, the alpha vagrant approached me to check me out. I was glad that I'd gained 40 lbs. in the past two years and APPEARED to be physically imposing. I shooed off the alpha vagrant, finished my beer, and hightailed it out of the dump.
Just a depressing place, no reason to go there. For God's sake, don't walk there at night.
On a subsequent visit, my traveling companion asked the security guard outside the Cortez whether we'd be OK walking to the Western. He said, "Probably, but why would you want to?" Pretty much sums it up.