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On a grey Tuesday, a man named Arthur P. Hespeler walked into a downtown Denver intersection and stopped. He wasn't protesting. He wasn't on a call. He just stood there, perfectly still, for eleven minutes. Then, a single gunshot from an unseen source. Hespeler fell. No shooter was ever found. No motive. No digital trace. A Crow Left Of The Murder Zip In
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