Skeeter Jackson was a scoundrel. Hardened, seasoned, the most disgusting scoundrel of scoundrels. So that there is nowhere to place the sample. And at the same time, a true, almost selfless artist of his difficult thieves’ work. Not easy - because no, just imagine what it's like to do shady scam deals in the Shangri-La Time Station area, where the gates are known to be unstable, sausage stalls, stylized as ancient Roman sausage stalls, have a sneaky habit at the most inopportune times moment to fall to the bottom of the prehistoric ocean, and deceived victims of fraud - chasing wallet cleaners across eras and epochs. Add monstrous competition, and you understand what it means to be time scammers.