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... with joy now stood desolate. Only the throes of death and screams of pain dominated the country. Words had long been forgotten and what remained were only bullets which were used to talk to each other.
And that dangerous place is where I’m currently at. The entrance procedure, which would normally be extremely complicated and difficult, had become easy since Rahvar—the Supreme Leader of Iran—himself had allowed us to enter. Along with me, there were four other hunters who were dispatched ...
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