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... in all the sights. The same grim scene repeats itself: houses packed so tight they nearly touch, and people sleeping or dead on the streets. The only thing that comes close to describing this places smell is a landfill. As he walked at a leisurely pace, he observed that the surroundings were unremarkable, devoid of anything that could be considered either magical or modern. In fact, the area looked quite similar to what one might imagine the primitive age to have been like. There was a distinct ...
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