Priests clack by on stilts forged from human bones bound together with barbed wire and cement. Welcome to Maize Kansas. Opossums pack the plains invade every unprotected food source. Green airplanes leave phlegmtrails in the sky. Welcome to Maize. The cops know every car by heart. They are likely to pull you over and give you a bogus ticket if you pass through. That is the way. Pay pay pay, sucker, you're in Maize. We can't even pretend to be a farming community, but will still do, will kick your big city faggot ass if you say different. Welcome to Maize. Annex local farmlands as an all field part of this great city, triple the farmer's taxes, unless they are rich enough to pay out of being part of this bold city expansion into the coyote soaked fields.