Deacon Park is where they bury the bodies. For a cold-blooded killer, a huge tract of wild land in the middle of the city can be an indispensable resource. Some of those bodies, if discovered, become resurrected as news stories. He'd heard the same reporters on T.V. recycle the same lines his entire life. Still, most of them remain buried forever, and after a while, you become acclimated to a certain lack of closure. You live in this town long enough; eventually, you learn never to get too close.