Darknet Diaries
134: Deviant
Deviant Ollam
It was a small town. So this was a company doing large sort of, you know, blue collar industry in a small town where I'm not from. And the only thing I got going for me is that I'm a middle-aged white dude. And that's where my flex ends. Because I don't know people in this town. I can't speak to the widgets and wonkets that they pack into boxes and parcels and drive out on a big rig.
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