Sentiment analysis: I don't know who this Nielsen character is but they deserve an award. A big, shiny, beautiful award. I don't know how I waited so long to try this place but my waistline is probably happy I did. I could eat this every day. First off let's talk about the decor. So cute! Very 1950's, tin signs and old photographs adorn the walls. The music makes you want to bust out your poodle skirt. The menu is short and sweet. The frozen gloriousness comes as a sundae, in a cup, in a cone, in varying sizes of carry out containers and as a concrete. They only offer 3 flavors a day (aside from what's already in to-go containers). Chocolate, vanilla and their flavor of the day. Follow them on Twitter to find out what it is every day (@NielsensFCLV). Warning: Following them will only increase your yearning. The concrete is really what captured my heart. Choose your flavor and mix it with any one of their many toppings. They even have some suggestions in case you're not the creative type. The Raspberry Cheesecake is obscenely good, with fresh raspberry sauce and real cheesecake chunks inside vanilla custard. I also have had my share of chocolate mixed with Reese's Peanut Butter Cup, a natural and beautiful partnership. This place is top notch when it comes to desserts. The staff is really helpful and patient as you peruse their many possible options. Definitely make this a stop when you're in the area!
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positive

Sentiment analysis: Whatever you do- DO NOT LIVE HERE. Everything they try to sell- a scam. I moved here from California, judging my gut feeling- I let my guy friend who moved here frist sign a lease- the ladies in the front office (we'll get to THOSE heathens in a minute) sold him on the FINEST residence in Vegas and BOOM! There we were. July 4, 2010. Worst day of my life. FIRSTLY, all the knobs in the whole 3 bedroom apt were different. I'm not that picky but come on- one of them not even having a lock. That's fine, I'll get over it. The carpets looked like someone took a tub of detergent & water and soaked the carpet- sin rinse. Awful. Ok. Linoleum- I have a whole bias against linoleum but we won't go there. MY FAVORITE!!!!! THE KITCHEN & BATHROOM SINKS WERE PAINTED..WITH WALLLLLL PAAAIINNNTTT!! WHOOOO DOOESSS THAT?!??!! aldfkjalsdfjaldfsjladfj and the grout filler stuff to ensure your sink won't come out of it's hole built in the counter? it was ALL around the outside- I'm PRETTY SURE that's NOT how it's supposed to be. Do you know what it's like to have two women sharing a bathroom with tacky-grout stuff all over your sink? And paint chipping from the sink every so often? Second- our shower leaked. For the whole two years we lived there. We called. They'd "fix" it within a couple days. They'd leave. It'd leak. We gave up. Ahhh, the beloved ladies that work there if you have issues- might as well just drown yourself in the pool. That's supposed to be open 24 hours but sometimes they like to close it for a few months because their ghetto heaps of children residents trash it every so often. Our first week- my room- wouldn't cool off. AT ALL. That's an issue being we moved here in July and from California, 112 degrees is like living in hell. The lady told me "oh, that's because your room is behind the AC Unit." WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN? CENTRAL AIR MEANS....NEVERMIND. She kept saying my room is behind the unit so basically, tough luck. We also asked why our house looked dirty when we moved in. Her answer? Because it wasn't ready for move-in when we moved in. Yet THEY gave us our move-in date. I just.....I can't. You're asking why we stayed for 2 years if I was homicidal after my first few days living there? I DON'T EVEN KNOW. Our whole household worked a good 50+ hours a week each @ Caesar's Palace & two of us traveled back and forth to LA for work a LOT and when we came home, we either went straight back out to drink our sorrows away or slept. Cockroaches are a HUGE issue. THEY ARE THE MOST HEINOUS DISGUSTING CREATURES I HAVE EVER SEEN. My first time EVER encountering these flying devils. Everyone else's apartments/homes in Vegas- never seen so many as I have at Rancho. Oh, maybe because the doors/windows all have gaps. COULD BE!!! The walls are stupidly thin. We could hear our neighbors having sex EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. Good for them, sucked for us. The guy I shared a wall with was a chronic masturbater. I know this because again, we share paper-thin walls. We could hear the guy ABOVE us snoring. My poor car got tampered with several times. Random people strolling through the complex. The gates were always broken. Domestic violence brought cops to the apts all the time- so as a glass half full person- at least we had cops patrolling? People would jump the wall behind the gas station ALL the time, homeless people, residents, nonresidents..... It's unsafe. It's unsanitary. The upkeep of the place is GARBAGE, nonexistent. Worst experience of my LIFE. I hope to GOD whoever owns these properties knocks this place to the ground. You guys need Jesus.
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Sentiment analysis: I ordered the carna asada fries, tastes horrible, & ended up throwing it all away. No discounts for the military. Your better off going to viva el taco, free drink with your order.
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negative