input: Write a positive yelp review.
output: So much fun! great music! not too crowded but i hate when ppl are touching me anyways. the bartenders and bouncers were so nice! drinks are expensive but hey its vegas ...
input: Write a negative yelp review.
output: Good food worth waiting, and waiting, and waiting for... Now wait & wait for the check.
input: Write a negative yelp review.
output:
Greetings from the Paradise Tower. My room is so dark, so very, very dark. I mean like dungeon dark. I want to shave my legs so I can go to the pool but I'm terrified that I'll bleed to death because the bathroom is darker than the rest of the room. I'll have to use the flashlight on my iPhone somehow. Everything is black and red and gray, but the towels are typical hotel white. The clash is actually comical. On a brighter note, the bed is so very comfortable with wonderful fluffy pillows. I'm back to edit this review because I need to tell you about the Pool. The pool situation increases the creepiness factor of this hotel by about a hundred percent. Here we go, I'll try to keep this short. First attempt: my husband and I tried to get to the pool through a row of glass doors near our elevator bank. Security stopped us and told us we couldn't enter this way. He gave us directions for finding the entrance, turns out you have to go through the parking garage (ugly). We finally find it and are told by more security guards that we can't bring our backpack which has our books and sunscreen and water and other harmless stuff. Back to Dracula's lair (our room) unpack the backpack, take what we need, head back down. This time we find out we need our ID's to prove we are 21. We're both in our 40's. So, back up to the depressing cave of a room, get our ID's and back down through the ugly garage. Here comes the fun part, after make it through the door after showing ID, we both get pat downs like we've never had in our lives, not at airports or concerts, not ever. I basically was given a breast exam. You would have thought we were going to visit someone in prison. Here's what we found when we cleared security, pool #1 was overcrowded loud and obnoxious. Pool #2 was less loud but just as overcrowded, not a lounge chair to be had. Pools #3 and #4 were CLOSED! We took a quick unsatisfying swim, towelled off and went back to our evil, depressing room. Then we made it up to ourselves by visiting other awesome hotels and spending time and money there instead.