Yeeesh! After reading this thread I feel like I've lived a charmed life. Lived a number of different places. None of them bad. I used to have to travel to Hobbs, NM and I was always happy to leave. A lot of 10 year-old pickups with lift kits, exhaust stacks, flotation tires, and BASS stickers. Common housing was old single-wides held together with duct tape. Guys with families "back home" shacked up with underage runaways. Welcome to the oil fields circa 1988.
