
Scenery looking across Odessa.

You see this row of locks along this bridge. Those that get married put a lock here that will assure that they will stay married.

There are lots of open door restaurants.

This is the LDS church in Odessa.

This was an interesting fellow. He said he was the killer and that he would protect us while we were there. There is a strip of white going up the wall to his right. That is where he lives and it is a room under the stairs. It is kind of a broom closet. His bed goes up under the stairs and it is where he lives. He has a big TV in there. There is no doorknob on his door. We first met him when Sister Burr cracked open his door out of curiosity and he was sitting on a little chair watching TV and he quietly pulled the door shut. We became good friends.
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