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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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I’m tryin’ to clean it up, and the café owner, Maria, comes over. She’s like, “Don’t worry, it happens!” I’m like, “Yeah, but it’s my favorite shoes!” She laughs, and I can’t help but chuckle too. Codogno’s got this charm, you know?

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