One is that the premise is getting as stale as day-old bread. The other is that it doesn't appear to be all that valid anymore. That's not to say a lot of what happens in Maggody, Arkansas, isn't on the mundane side. We're talking about outsiders running the single traffic light or putting the pedal to the metal in the school zone. Dogs being stolen. Good ol' boys brawling at the pool hall on a regular basis. Marijuana and moonshine. Among Maggody's 755 residents, someone's always stirring up minor headaches for yours truly, Arly Hanks, chief of police extraordinaire. I've got a real live badge and a box with three bullets in it to prove it.And there have been some bizarre incidents during my official tenure, which began when I submitted the only application for the position. Calling them crimes of the heart seems too romantic for this neck of the woods; they're more like crimes of the bowel. But if on a given day you were to cruise through Maggody (observing the speed limit signs, we'd like to think), you'd be hard pressed to find anything seething below the surface.
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