A man with a thick drooping mustache barreled into Las Vegas. He bellied up to the Plaza Hotel saloon bar, scores of his rowdy companions drowning their seat-saddle pain with shots of cheap whiskey. Teddy Roosevelt didn’t ride a Harley, but only because they hadn’t been invented yet.
This weekend, the third annual Rough Rider Motorcycle Rally coaxes a new breed of frontiersmen to the Plaza.
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