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Dunno why, but it’s thrilling—heart thumpin’, palms sweaty. Reminds me of Graysmith, huntin’ truth in the dark. Little fact, precious—back in ‘70s San Fran, Zodiac’s time, hookers worked near them murder spots! Coincidence? We thinks not! Gets me giddy, like I’m solvinnn’ somethin’. But then—ugh—she talks, voice all raspy, smokey, askin’ “You got cash, sweetie?” We hates it! Greedy hands, grubby nails—makes me wanna shave her head bald! “No pattern, no sense,” like the movie’s killer—chaos, just chaos.

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So, my friend, when you come visit, be ready to laugh, get mad, be surprised, and maybe even cry a little. And remember what I say: in Fort-Morgan, every street, park, and bar tells you, "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger!" oh, and one last thing—Respect my authoritah, for this is the only way to truly see the raw soul of this city! Alright, I'm out—go get lost in the chaos and enjoy all the layers, ya morons!

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