In 1950s Las Vegas, the mob enlisted former circus attractions as their aces in the hole. These SideShows had a little secret: They really did have the abilities they pretended to. The Rat Pack was in their prime, the bartenders knew your name, and the same guy who comped your rooms could put a hit on you for stiffing him a tip. High rollers, lounge singers, cigarettes, alcohol, and superpowers. Welcome to Las Vegas.
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