One of my favorite yelpers already said it, but now I will too despite ever been to Atlantic City. As a casino this place is a gloom miasma of sadness. I don't compare it to other casinos on sovereign soil, due to my active avoidance of stated establishments, but I can recognize unhealthy behavior of disinhibition when I see it.
It's always the same smell too, and I don't know if it is tobacco or hopelessness that gives off the worse stank. The slovenly patrons that voluntarily and yet with instant regret feed machines that reward the patron and the immediate environment with psychologically precise combination of mind numbing flashes of light and candy sweet sounds of virtually designed incentive.
Is it etiquette to avoid showers while being an active gambler? Does one have to treat one's body like a Mr. Fusion Home Energy Reactor that is installed on a DeLorean DMC-12 in the Future? (Yes, Back to the Future reference)
I was here for a concert, and the concert hall is not meant for this kind of venue. The acoustic isn't good, and there are objects that disrupt the visual stimuli for which monies have been exchanged for the pleasure to both hear and see some kind of entertaining modern court jester.
I will not actively avoid this place, but I have no direct desire to go back either. The prices of drinks are pushing the limits for the content and ingenuity, and the quality of people certainly does not make up for the difference.