>A mix of old-fashioned beach town and the colossal casino resorts that arrived around 30 years ago. The salt water taffee and fudge shops are still around, and the rides on the Steel Pier. It’s a strange town, but friendly enough. Any place with an ocean breeze can’t be all bad, eh?
The Taj Mahal, the epitome of tacky. But somehow, it belongs here.
It could only be better if it were actual stained glass. I wish it were. It’s in front of the Hard Rock Cafe.
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