Sin City, baby! The casinos, the Mob, the cards, the dice, the drive-thru wedding, the party. If it was swingin', it happened there in the desert first. If Thompson was still with us and not getting drunk on scotch with angels (or more likely, demons) and Elvis, then he'd probably be wearing this vintage-style shirt, featuring a scene from Las Vegas, whilst rolling around in a convertible. Hopefully not loathing it.