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On the ground, in the fog, trailers and caravans are huddled together. Inside, ailing and sick people, starving. Far away is a looming tower, separated from the village by a myriad of roads and thick vegetation. Every day, a few braves try to cross the no man’s land, in order to ascend the tower.
The goal is to send out a light beam in the dark. What happens next, nobody knows.
Mark Florquin
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