Waking Hours
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Overview
At the verge of the forest, stealthy human presences gather around the fire while, from afar, the rumble of gunshots echoes. Not far there is a wall made of sharp metal marking the beginning of Europe. A clan of Afghan smugglers lives waiting for people to lead to the other side of the border, wandering through the labyrinth of an eternal and sleepless night.
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