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4 People worked well into the night, scavenging through several of the smaller buildings that had been reclaimed during the day’s operation and picking through the bones of the vehicles on the streets. The small army of folks transported their hauls back in carts and barrows, then dumped everything in the atrium of Tower Place. Mihai Ardelean coordinated the unpacking, sorting, grading, and storage of everything. Clothes, tools, medicines, food, drink... it was a promising start. It augured well for when the real work started tomorrow. Most of the buildings that lined this stretch of road were apartment blocks, many of them were never occupied, their construction barely complete. There was another fuel station which had been overlooked during the height of the fighting, and Vicky, Ruth,

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