When you're pacing the La Muerta carnival grounds at night, waiting for the kootch show to begin, beware The Dead Self, our resident five-fingered booster with uncanny night vision. He might look a bit green around the edges--beheaded and dead, even--but he's got a yen for cold, hard cash, especially if it's yours. This beanie-popping tweaker is an incurable klepto who can spot a thick wallet 1,000 yards away. Even when he's asleep. That third eye never shuts for long...




