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The House Always Remembers
Las Vegas, Nevada | 2016
Before the Tropicana disappeared from the Las Vegas skyline, I stood above the casino floor and looked down through a corridor of stained glass, light, and symmetry. The image feels suspended between spectacle and silence.
Casinos are built on anticipation. Every visitor arrives carrying a different story, a different hope, a different version of luck. Most of those stories are forgotten. Yet places absorb them. They linger in carpets, ceilings, hallways, and memories.
The Tropicana is gone now, but photographs have a way of holding on. What once existed as a fleeting moment becomes something we can return to. The house may be gone, but it still remembers.