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They say, if you build it they will come. Now here I sit amongst urban towers of tortilla shells, a town built with meat, cheeses, and a variety of condiments and toppings, and I wonder... who was it built for? Who did they think would come? I have documented all that I could find of those that once lived within these borders, and still all answers surrounding their origins and disappearance elude me completely.

The stranger still is the methods they used to build these taco towers. Evidence has shown their citizens traveling, gathering samples from every corner of the world. Once they found a flavour they enjoyed, they would mark it with a golden star and the insignia of their home, this 'Taco Town'. Flavour by flavour, they built this place from the ground, forever preserving their favoured tastes into their very homes.

Each star they left in trade has since become a trophy to it's owner, a sign of encouragement to keep pressing on. Hundreds of stars have been found and so hundreds of of people have been inspired by their travels. While this strange town and it's purposes shall possibly remain alien to us for an eternity, the people they have touched shall always be thankful for their favour. So to the residents of Taco Town, wherever you may be, I wish you well in your travels. May your people ever prosper, and favoured tastes be found far and wide