KANSAS CITY, Mo. — Sometimes, when he is combing the blighted landscape of his desk in search of a piece of nicotine gum, or when he is navigating his SUV through an unfamiliar section of town while simultaneously attempting to operate his mobile phone, Conrad Dobler will stop and ask himself, "Where the hell am I?" It could be the pain pills talking, or it could be the lack of sleep, or it could be that Dobler can hardly believe some of the crap he finds himself dealing with on a daily bas ...

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