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I've been there and that is one godforsaken place. Dry, hot, windy. The place smells like cattle manure. And the wind carries the poo smell everywhere. Pimps drive Mexican hookers in the backs of pickup trucks on the weekends thru the parking lots of all the dive bars filled with the AF base boys. There's even a billboard dedicated to Hank Baskett, the only notable person who ever made it out of Clovis.
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