The dark corridor leading to this late-night lounge'll make people think you know Vegas' shadiest alleyways, even though you're in a hotel where only college funds get murdered. Inside, 10,000 hanging beams of glass, chrome, and wood give the refuge a beehive feel, with semi-private honeycombs surrounding a Brazilian DJ'd dance floor, bottle service dominated by rum, sake, and shochu, and kitschy third-world artifacts clinging to the walls (don't pet the 3-legged dog).

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