Photo by John Hoff Me and the resident I have dubbed "Patty Cake" walked behind the place where the scary little gang garage used to be, so we could chase off a crack head because the police didn't seem to come after we called 911. (The crack head was, however, gone)
Now Kathy and her pimp, Khameron NMN Lake, apparently spend the night sleeping behind the house itself instead of in the garage, now torn down.
They've gathered what appears to be firewood and right in the middle of it, Patty spotted one of Kathy's used condoms. Ewwwwwwwwww.
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