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In its rawest form, The Fremont Street Experience is a 1,375 foot open air sideshow market where off-brand buskers peddle semi-legal highs to leftover tourists. The sunbaked out-of-towner cattle are collared by yard-long margaritas and slosh through the muggy neon vortex in Birkenstock flip-flops toward Circle Row—the last refuge for Vegas rejects desperate for any kind of spotlight. Inside the sacrificial pit-like rings, flavor-of-the-day hustlers eye you, waiting for a buck