It never felt like, ‘This is my parents’ city,’ It was like, ‘This is my city.’ Partially — probably — because my parents were always talking about how different it was, you know, than when they were around. They would talk about how the Strip looked nothing like when they had worked [there]. My grandma was a change girl at Caesars Palace basically her whole life and her Las Vegas looked nothing like my mother’s Las Vegas and mine, it was very much my own. … [Y]ou [are] absolutely untethered by any convention of legacy — I guess — or history. You have no obligation to anyone in that kind of context — or so it seems when you’re seventeen.
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