A Southern Hovel                                       -      N      - 
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This area of the camp shows greater signs of instability than the others.
The great sandstone walls that house the lesser citizens have collapsed in
on each other.  Dark stains near some of the slides could be blood,
indicative of casualties.  The conditions are not the greatest, but the
people here have no other choice.  The smell of ghetto drifts through the
air, a combination of death, garbage, and body odor.  With the desert heat
as relentless as it is, this stench is becoming progressively worse.