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Billy sat atop the same cliff in the prospecting town of Rainbow Ridge as he always did. Chewing the same stick of dynamite he always did.
He had his role, which was to exist on that cliff, chewing dynamite, so guests would notice him and get disoriented on the roller coaster.
He was well aware of his Floridian counterpart and his “Free the Goat” campaign. But this Billy was not the same Billy.
This Billy was Californian Billy. And Californian Billy was all too happy to stay in the same spot, chewing on dynamite.
Provided he didn’t explode, of course.
