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By Tammy Bruce
Topic - Resort
Four years ago, some Atlantic City casino customers were shelling out $1,000 for a brownie sprinkled with edible gold dust in a Baccarat crystal they could take home.
On the stage, six leggy showgirls cavorted in shimmery black-sequined bras and skirts that were little more than ambitious panties. They twirled plumes of large black feathers in a Rockette-style kick line as one of them sang "Bye-Bye Blackbird." (Who cares that they were ostrich feathers? And really, who was even looking at the feathers?)
Want to reserve a ride at a Disney theme park? Use the mouse. Not Mickey Mouse — the computer kind.