It was a typical night in Las Vegas. Otherwise sane people gambled away hundreds of thousands of dollars at the craps and roulette tables. Several thousand spectators stood around for hours while a priest and police coaxed a shot gun away from a 29-year-old man who was threatening suicide in the back seat of a taxi. On stage at the Sahara, Comedian Buddy Hackett talked for 56 minutes straight partly about his boy hood bouts with pimples, caused by lack of sex. And at the Las Vegas Convention Center, Cassius Clay, alias Muhammad Ali, spat carefully on the...
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