Solitude at Trump

As the old saying goes, I have so much to do that I am going to bed. Actually, no, but I’m still wrapping my feeble brain around the double-whammy of the Station Casinos bankruptcy proposal and the brewing triads-at-Sands Macao brouhaha. Also, while sorting through six years of paperwork last weekend, I found a printout of the Penn-Praxis report that essentially razzed Philadelphia‘s waterfront casino proposals and called for Foxwoods, in particular, to return to the drawing board. I’ll admit to having seriously contemplated mailing it to Steve Wynn, who clearly should have been boning up on that document during his last trip to Philly rather than taking his girlfriend for a ride on the corporate jet.

In the meantime, chill out with this soothing video of Trump International, which actually gives quite an accurate representation of the place … right down to the poignant sparsity of patrons. As a reader wrote, “It’s amazing what $35 a night gets you.” Hey, if you can nab one of those rooms for less than $100/night, why look elsewhere?

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