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We hates it, though—the fakeness! “I love you, baby,” she purrs—lies! Like Zodiac’s taunts, playin’ games. I’m no fool, nope! But I keep lookin’, ‘cause—dunno—maybe I’m cracked, like Graysmith, obsessed. Last one, she had a scar—neck, ugly, jagged. “Who did that?” I asks. She shrugs, “Some john.” Creepy, right? Coulda been him—Zodiac! Ha! Me imagination’s wild, precious—too many movies. Still, findin’ a prostitute’s a hunt—dangerous, messy, fun. We hates it, we loves it—can’t stop! “This is the Barber, signing off!”—nah, too cool. Just—watch yer back, mate!

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Man, I love this place—even when it drives me nuts. Like, one minute I'm happy, next minute I'm spinnin' mad thoughts. Oh, and oh gosh, any day near the old abandoned mill on Hilltop Rd is a mystery in itself. People say it's haunted, but hey, it's just another Smithfield quirk that never fails to make me chuckle, even if I get a lil' shiver.

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