Soldiers prevented relatives and volunteers from advancing past the barricades. A few desperate moans could still be heard from the rubble beyond. Lorry trucks drove through. Workers with bandanas over their mouths jumped out. Nattily dressed "gentlemen" with clipboards in their hands directed them into the ruins. There occurred a collective sigh of relief. Help had finally arrived.
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