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... ere the heat of day washed over his skin, the daylight glaring. It was his ‘day off’, but the town of Ocra was a far cry from the glamorous tourist destination that it used to be.
Instead of casinos, gambling dens and human trafficking rings, all that was propped up in its place now were soup kitchens run by the local town council and long queues for old wells that had recently just been remembered. Children smiled and played with each other while their mothers wearily carried water jugs ...
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