Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1145/1399页)

eandpatrolhere?Eveheydoe,itwasonlythebriefestofnominalvisits.Thepolicecarwouldarriveandthenjustturnaroundanddrivequicklyaway.Thiswasnoman’sndwhereanarchyruled,aerutterlyrejectedbysociety.Likeanincurablecer,itwaslefttofesteranddecay.ThisregionwasnotunfamiliartoDimitribecausehegrewupinasimirenviroandthishadbeenhisroaminggroundasayoungster.Hehadnotbeenhereforalongtimeandwasvisitingtheareaforapurposeunknowntoanyoneelse.

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