Shangri-la

There's a charming little village just a hop and a skip from the ocean's mist where violent crime is practically non-existent. Although at the town festival, I heard that last year the fat gnome that dances behind Clive the Hoofer contracted a brain infection of some sort and snapped, shot the hypnotist while he had a guy under and thinking he was a chicken. Sad, really. They had to put the gnome down and the poor hypnotized guy still thinks he's a chicken to this day -- he won't go into his house but hangs out in his backyard porch area looking for things to peck. He also defecates out there, thinking he's laying eggs.