How I got licensed to carry a concealed gun in 32 states without really trying
I was clueless, hung over, and totally worthless with a firearm. Four hours later, I was officially qualified to pack heat.

Armed and quite possibly dangerous
According to the state of Utah, I earned the right to carry a concealed handgun on a Saturday morning in a suburban shopping center outside Baltimore. Toward the back, next to a pawnshop and White Trash Matt’s tattoo parlor, is the global headquarters of Dukes Defense World, a mom-and-pop firearms instruction shop certified by the Utah Bureau of Criminal Identification to teach nonresidents firearm safety as a prerequisite for obtaining a concealed-carry permit.
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