Las Vegas

Rod-the-Hop, three-card monte, card mechanic, slot mechanic

Three-card monte expert Rod the Hop, R.I.P.

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They’s ony three kinda men I won’t play with: That’s a po’ man, a blind man, an a police-man! Rod the Hop, my Las…

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Gas pump skimmers attached in 11 seconds

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Breaking news from Las Vegas Metro’s Kim Thomas, the fraud cop featured in my story on credit card skimmers hidden in gas pumps. Detective…

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Las Vegas real estate business ethics

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Legal-but-dirty, beat-the-system, shady business is being committed by Las Vegas homeowners at the inducement of a real estate agent, as reported by Joel Stein…

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Skimmers and credit card fraud (more)

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Skimmers, officially called magnetic card readers, capture the data on a card’s magnetic strip. Exactly what information is that? Credit and debit cards have…

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High-tech identity theft today

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…¢ Identity theft is now the number one crime in the world. …¢ Las Vegas is number one in the U.S. for ID theft;…

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ID theft buffet

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A former mortgage broker put 40 boxes of customers’ personal information into a Las Vegas dumpster. It was December 2006, but we all knew…

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Sloppy business at UPS

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Four days away from an international trip and Bob and I have no passports. Scary. They were perfectly good and valid still for five…

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Social engineering—is it time to curtail trust?

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A couple of scumbags have been casing neighborhoods in Las Vegas, preying on elders. They chat up residents, pretending to be a former resident…

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Las Vegas’ most prolific prostitutes

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52-Pickup—Las Vegas police are suddenly, aggressively, picking up prostitutes in the “resort corridor” of the city. Armed with a deck—or a list, anyway—of our…

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Las Vegas people

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There’s no question that Las Vegas attracts an upside-down bell curve of residents, no matter what scale one uses for measurement. We have a…

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How to cut down a tree

How to cut down a tree; Requiem for a tree

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t was a mesquite, 35 or so feet tall, graceful in an awkward way. Craving light, the poor thing crooked its trunk this way…

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Criminal on the loose

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Why am I compelled to run outside every time I hear the police helicopter hovering over my house? If there’s a criminal on the…

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When courtesy is exhausting

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Had to go to the Apple store in the mall last night, and it turned into a long visit while Bob sorted out some…

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Foreigners in Las Vegas

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My Swedish brother-in-law came to visit us in Las Vegas. While Bob and I were off on a trip, he decided to upgrade our…

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Lock ‘em up!

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Kim Thomas, a Vegas cop, posted a telling comment on crime statistics, and criminal rehabilitation vs. incarceration. Detective Thomas is the author of Vegas:…

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Looking up

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My Mac’s power cord is stretched taut. I’m on my patio on a glorious spring day. Just a little too windy for my taste,…

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Criminal on the loose

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Evening. A sudden, deafening heartbeat jars my bones, and a vague anxiety revisits. The helicopter is back. Hovering low, its searchlight swings over my…

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