HEISENBERG'S HUMBLE ABODE

This ain't no mansion, man. Jesse Pinkman's place is rough around the edges. It's got maybe three rooms, a beat-up couch, and a fridge that rarely runs. But hey, it's a place to crash. There's always the smell of burnt meth in the air. And let's not forget the looming danger from cops busting down the door. The Drug Kingpin's Lair Nestled among t