JESSE'S HUMBLE ABODE

This ain't no mansion, man. Jesse Pinkman's place is bare bones . It's got some rooms, a beat-up couch, and a fridge that sometimes doesn't . But hey, it's a place to crash. There's usually the smell of burnt meth in the air. And let's not forget the possibility of cops busting down the door. The Drug Kingpin's Lair Nestled among the quiet street