For the flâneur who hopes to beat the desert heat, the Grand Canal shops provide an arcade oasis, with unending window displays, ever-changing Venetian vistas, and ceaseless people-watching. Las Vegas, it turns out, is a people-watching apotheosis: You have everyone from the bachelorettes stilting around in heels and slinky dresses, to the families in T-shirts emblazoned with place names, to packs of conventioneers feigning camaraderie, to bleary-eyed slots junkies blinking at the enormity of St. Mark’s Square while they spoon their minestrone.
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