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Weeds overran the path, dirty, unidentifiable strips of cloth hung from the crooked branches of dead trees, appearing like ghostly claws waving at passersby from a distance.
The wall, filled with fine cracks, was covered with malevolent and horrifying graffiti.
Behind the wall stood a slanted building.
The empty windows were void of glass, only the wooden frames hung half-dangling, giving off a feeling they were about to fall but never did.
The walls bore ...
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