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          Z A K slumped over to the couch; it had been another heavy day in Las Vegas. The heat was unforgiving, the cars were lined up for miles, waiting to enter the city of sin; it seems the day was bright and beaming. Everyone had a fair shot of luck today, except for Zak. He was tired of everything; the everyday toll of Las Vegas life wasn't as luxurious as it used to be.           Zak was making a living off of casino money: dirty money. It was enough to impress the tourists and enough to shame the locals; he was making just enough to eat, breathe, and pay rent, but not enough to satisfy him or really anyone else. In fact, nothing se...