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... he downed shacks painted a perfectly wretched image. Any self-respecting man who had some money on the side would never choose to live here.
Only those living from one day to the next and the truly poor stayed here, waiting for the day that would rob them of their lives.
Yet in the worst corner of the slums was a courtyard the people feared to the point of being afraid to step through its doors. Even if the vilest and most sinister man was to wander by happenstance here, ...
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