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... he iron-gray triangular vehicle, with its sleek lines and muted sheen, looked like it was starting to sweat cold beads while sitting among the heap of battered, haphazard contraptions. A luxury vehicle in a slum always seemed precarious, on the verge of being stripped for parts.
Although it was called a landing pad, the conditions were worlds apart from those in the CBD district. The ground was a packed-down patch of dirt trampled by vehicles and feet. Forget a cemented surface; there we ...
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