Don't go here unless you want to get stabbed. \n\nI promised myself I would make it out to Fremont Street this trip to Vegas, and I did. Now I never have to go back again. \n\nThis place is just super ghetto. We got there around 10 p.m. on a Thursday, and the crowd there was pretty rough - and I'm from Chicago! There were a lot of crackhead-looking people. People missing teeth. There even seemed to be some gang activity. Maybe if we had gotten there around 7 or 8, it would have been a better crowd. I'm not sure.\n\nWe got some drinks (the drinks are cheaper here than on the strip) and started walking around. My husband accidentally knocked over some crackhead's drink, which was just a plastic cup of water sitting on the ground, and then the crackhead started shouting, \"Who knocked my drink over? There was alcohol in there! Somebody has to buy me my drink they knocked over!\" Luckily, we were able to escape before he realized that it was my husband who knocked it over, but it was still kind of scary. \n\nLater on, we saw a group of guys rip their shirts off and jump this guy. I really don't know what was going on, but I thought they were maybe in a gang - or at least a gang of crackheads. It seemed drug-related. \n\nBy this point, I really felt uncomfortable, like I was going to get shanked or something. The strip has its fair share of crackheads, but Fremont Street seems to be a haven for crackheads. Not my cup of tea. \n\nI'm giving it two stars only because the light show was pretty cool. Everything else, not so much!
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