Because sunlight was no sign of what is happening inside the terminal. He lowered his eyes. Shadows pass enclosing concrete walls looked almost black, and only gradually acquired a cool blue hue. Passage blocked skinny dog ??and even more thin barefoot half-dressed children with swollen bellies. Behind like dollhouses, we could see cardboard shacks with flat roofs of straightened hammer gasoline barrels. His ears rang the cry of a baby. Hyde shuddered, remembering Afghanistan.
The flow of passengers carried him to the door of the terminal, distracting from the swim in front of the eyes of a nightmare. He moved, drawn by the crowd, almost forgetting about the danger.
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