It was as dumb as you can imagine, and happened in a real strip club (minus the strippers). They picked us up in a stretch SUV, an affront to god. My interview with the sound designer was super awkward since it took place in the 'back rooms' where lap-dances happen, and she was trying VERY HARD to pretend we were anywhere else.
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squints Where is that first pic, the Luxor. The Hooters hotel would have been right around the corner at that point, c'mon marketing guys.
