"Assigned here two years ago, Gill was depressed over his fate until he looked out from one of the hotel rooms and saw headlights and taillights stretching for miles in both directions.
"That's when the gambler in him surfaced. That's when Gill saw opportunity.
"'I saw all those car lights and realized that my job was to devise more ways to get people off that interstate,' he said. 'I try to get 'em both ways—to stop in on their way to the Strip or serve as the last stop in Nevada to get your gambling fix and place that football bet.'"
In the Los Angeles Times, John M. Glionna visits Primm, Nevada.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
"A Contrived Place"
Labels:
Nevada,
twentieth century,
twenty-first century,
urban history
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