In this piece, the martini glass and arrow from the iconic Flame restaurant take center stage, their vivid neon glow once calling to life the bustling nightlife of Las Vegas. Behind them, the El Portal shop on Fremont Street stands timeless, a portal in its own right to the rich cultural tapestry of old Las Vegas, with its roots stretching back to the early 1920s as one of the city's earliest movie theaters.

In the distance, a girl waves from a sign that, though devoid of neon, seems to beckon from a forgotten era. She represents a quieter chapter of visual storytelling, where even without the glow, signs once communicated the same aspirations. Meanwhile, the China Girl, having made its way from Utah, once proudly graced a Chinese restaurant, her delicate features preserving the memory of a vanished culinary haunt.

This tableau of fragmented signs, both illuminated and unlit, whispers of a time when these electric beacons, scattered throughout Las Vegas, were more than just landmarks—they were promises, dreams, and aspirations in light and color.