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It may not be an actual oasis
Oasis:
1. A fertile spot in a desert where water is found.
2. A pleasant or peaceful area or period in the midst of a difficult, troubled, or hectic place or situation.
Oasis Motel:
Neither of those things.
Google it, and you’ll see what I mean.
Or, why don’t I save you the trouble: “oasis motel las vegas deaths” just pops right up. And from there, you can find this fairly lurid piece about the place. You can read the entire article if you want, but I can tell you that the very best part is the 4th paragraph from the end – the one that starts with this sentence: “Dead bodies at the Oasis are not something that happens once every hundred years,” says lifetime Las Vegas resident and full time prostitute Michelle “Micki” Ramiriz.
And it just gets better from there. If you want to click over and read it now, I’ll wait….
So. How about that?
Bad news, though, if you wanted to stay there, as it appears the City of Las Vegas has shut the place down for code violations and “unabated prostitution”. But it’s still listed on Trip Advisor, where it got a 5-star review from someone who seems to have misunderstood the rating system.
Las Vegas, Nevada
photographed 5.29.2009
October 27
The front step of the Wee Kirk o’the Heather Wedding Chapel (“World Famous Since 1940”)
Wedding Chapels, 5 of 5
And, to wind things up with the wedding chapels, here’s a little something I wrote after the first time I saw brides walking though casinos:
Nevada Impurities
The brides of Las Vegas – pretending not to notice
the notice they attract – hoist up the fronts
of hoop-skirted dresses and plow through clots
of slot machine grannies, pulling grooms
and bridesmaids in their wake.
Only the dry cleaner back home,
charge with returning the gown
to its virginal state, will see how
satin lace chiffon hems
are embroidered with casino carpet grime.
He’ll shrug as he fits giant dresses
into acid-free boxes,
betting the knowledge will stop with him.
Las Vegas, Nevada
photographed 5.29.2009




