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Pablo Escobar, the tourist.

Pablo Escobar, the tourist.

The female companions of Mafia men. The term moll was derived from “Molly,” “a 17th century euphemism for either “whore” or “prostitute.”"

Drugstore Cowboy by Jake Pearson
Meet the career con man who made a fortune selling illegal pharmaceuticals online—and pulled off a federal sting that forced Google to pay $500 million.

Remember Kai, the homeless hatchet-wielding hitchhiker? Well, he’s now wanted for murder in New Jersey.
Recently, a two-album collection containing 400 images of Los Angeles gang and prison photos taken between 1977 and 1993 sold for $45,000. Pete Brook of Prison Photography writes about the the journey the collection took to market, and ponders the difference between moneyed collectors and preservationists.

But even after getting breast implants, dressing like a prostitute, and taking the name “Rosalinda”, escaped Colombian prisoner Giovanni Rebolledo was caught by police.
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“No one will ever kill me, they wouldn’t dare.” – Former Bonanno family underboss and lifelong criminal Carmine Galante was so merciless, callous, and—most of all—fearless, that he didn’t think for a second he’d go out in the blaze of gunfire that killed him in Bushwick that summer afternoon.
Shortly before 3pm on Thursday July 12, 1979, three masked gunmen rushed into the backyard of Joe and Mary’s Italian Restaurant where Carmine Galante—the man responsible for countless assaults and robberies, an estimated 80+ murders, and famously carving out the HOV lane on the heroin highway to the US in the 60s—was eating lunch in the restaurant’s backyard. Moments later, he was dead on the ground, a lit cigar still hanging from his mouth.

The Chinese tradition where “dead single men are buried with a wife for the afterlife.”
Why are we mentioning this? Just cause some folks over there recently got arrested for digging up corpses and selling them. Anyway, strange!
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No escape from narcos for Mexican beauty queen by Adriana Gomez Licon
“In November, Susy died like a mobster’s moll, carrying an AK-47 assault rifle into a spray of gunfire from Mexican soldiers. Hit below the neck, she dropped into a dirt field and bled to death, her carotid artery severed.”

“My collection was the best in Michigan– a guy in Connecticut told me that,”

RIME’s colorful edition of 5 prints in a Deluxe Highland Park Police Arrest Sheet Binder.
“The sheets were laying on the floor of this Police station for 10+ years until I came along and rescued them. The city should have done a better job at securing or destroying these records. Shit was found in an abandoned police station that has since been demolished. This art cures relationship woes. Guaranteed to make you single.” – RIME