All’improvviso i loro sensi si fecero più attenti. Man mano che si addentravano nel quartiere, un formicolio sinistro li pizzicò alla base della nuca. Un presagio di morte, la puzza di marcio,l’olezzo del mondo infernale.

-Patrisha Mar

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