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... g them to collectively visit the 'masterpiece'.
A militant smirked and threw a small man into the corpse pit, and then watched the little man dance and scream as if he was stepping on coals, trying to crawl out of the pit...
Every time the little man was about to climb up, the militants laughed wildly and drove him down with guns, signaling him to run in another direction.
The little man was like a frog in a frying pan. The rotten and slippery corpse under his feet cau ...
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