Biting the Dust In Atlantic City

It is horrible news for any business entity if an outfit is forced into a bankruptcy. There is no immunity even in the casino industry. Another one bites the dust here in Atlantic City. After the thirteenth day of the month of January, the southernmost place on the boardwalk will be history. Due to the economic climate and increased competition, any enterprise can fall into a precarious situation. Apparently unable to meet its current obligations, a hotel has been told to cease its operations. We will be saying goodbye after over thirty years. Apparently, only hotel employees will be shedding tears.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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