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... w, damp alleyways, garbage piles up like mountains, the walls are covered with mottled graffiti, and rats can be seen scurrying back and forth.
This was once the traditional turf of the Camorra gang, with various scents lingering in the air all year round.
But recently, a new “scent” has begun to mix in, a strange sweetness laced with a chemical odor, coming from that “Extraterrestrial Object”!
Its price is exorbitant, far surpassing cocaine and heroin, but it’s said to b ...
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