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The City of Oddship: part one

There is a place in north Ohio called Oddship. A fairly large town, a city in the traditional sense. It has a pair of farms; one does chicken and apples, the other farm does cows and corn. There is not much in the way of pork, partly because there is fairy sized Jewish community. The other religious community is Protestant Christianity with a prominent leader in said community being Pastor Jacob, a veteran with scars like Two-face on his right side. Oddship has a bad side of town (the west end) and a good side of town (the east end). Cops mostly just hold the line, handling petty crime in the east end. For more serious crimes, there are 3 detectives on the force that get the most done. First is Lieutenant Shayna "Shay" Kent, a mother, a wife, and a sceptic; she is the one left holding Occam's razor. Next is Lieutenant Ric Hobbins, fat, brash, honest cop who looks out for his brother with low functioning autism. Finally, there is Captain Dibs Wilson, the best cop with the poorest relationship with his family; he barely talks with his son Bill, ever since his wife disappeared into the night after an incident.

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