On May 20, the Magic Wand vibrator, formerly known as the Hitachi Magic Wand, turns 50 years old, marking a milestone in the history of the sexual revolution. The Magic Wand’s popularity has only increased since its 1968 inception, and unlike an orgasm, its rising action doesn’t end.

What do Red Rock Canyon, a passel of mid-20th century motels around town and a Las Vegas theater and high school have in common?

As the Lyon County brothel battle intensifies, new data suggests Nevada's commercial sex market is bigger than any other U.S. state when you adjust for population.

Immigration policy has long been a pivotal subject in Nevada, where one in every five residents hails from outside the U.S. This week, Sen. Dean Heller revealed flickers of concern about how decisive a role the issue could play in the Senate race.

The thought of another mass tragedy affecting Las Vegas is almost too much to bear, but a masked gunman scare at a local mall renewed fears it could happen again.

Gov. Brian Sandoval will hand his successor an office that is more powerful than when he first arrived in 2011, according to experts.

Human behavioral ecologist Alyssa Crittenden of the University of Nevada in Las Vegas has studied the Hadza since 2004.

Express yourself.

Anthony Lynn cracks open a can of Coca-Cola. “I’m not sure what to do with myself right now,” he admits.

Odysseus, who voyaged across the wine-dark seas of the Mediterranean in Homer’s epic, may have had some astonishingly ancient forerunners. A decade ago, when excavators claimed to have found stone tools on the Greek island of Crete dating back at least 130,000 years, other archaeologists were stunned—and skeptical. But since then, at that site and others, researchers have quietly built up a convincing case for Stone Age seafarers—and for the even more remarkable possibility that they were Neanderthals, the extinct cousins of modern humans.

Modern humans may not have been the first travelers to cross the seas.

We've been up here for three days, trekking the 10,000-foot ridges of the Schell Creek Range of east-central Nevada. I take a heavy breath and continue along another granite-and-limestone slope flecked with bristlecone pines — gnarled, 2,000-year-old survivors found only in the American West's highest, harshest landscapes. The searing in my legs and lungs eases as the severe incline levels out into a grassy meadow ringed by aspens, their leaves quaking in the cool breeze. Donnie Vincent holds up a hand to halt me, and grins.