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I bet when Ichabod Crane went back to New York at the end of Sleepy Hollow, and resumed his regular, non-ghosty policin' duties, he totally stopped giving a shit about science and proper investigating rules and not torturing fake confessions out of dudes.

I like to think that he just showed up, did his regularly scheduled eight hours, then went home to shag Christina Ricci. And also stole lots of quills from work and spent most of his time updating whatever the equivelent of Facebook was. Visagebook? Darregotype book? Whatever. That's what I think happened.

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