Las Vegas, the artificial oasis where anything goes. Located in the desert of southern Nevada, has always been the myth of the ephemeral world of gamblers.
A common imaginary world that conjures the legendary beautiful women, attractive waitresses, rich and elegant men at the green table, a world of luxury and pleasure. Lights and colors fill the gambling rooms where players establish a personal and lonely relationship with their machine, player and machine seem to merge into a single splash of color creating hybrid figures. Light machine illuminates the faces of players and rilveals tension in the fixity of the gaze. Players seem to rely on slot machines almost with a sense of sacredness, ready to crush the button ''BET'' o ''MAXI BET'', they stretch the palms of their hands on the warm and bright buttons as those still waiting a moment before have the result.
Is in this world where the prevailing taste for excess and artificial always dominated by male players are witnessing lately in increasing women players encouraged to play by looking for strong emotions that change fisches trying their luck and spreading their floral fragrances.