Placeholder: [art by Ray Harryhausen] the vibrant city of Cartagena in 250 BC, before the Roman era, before the middle age. The air is thick with the scent of spices and the sound of bustling markets fills the streets. The sun beats down on the colorful buildings, casting a warm glow over the ancient city. Merchants in tunic and sandals with camels from distant lands peddle their wares, their voices blending in a cacophony of trade. [art by Ray Harryhausen] the vibrant city of Cartagena in 250 BC, before the Roman era, before the middle age. The air is thick with the scent of spices and the sound of bustling markets fills the streets. The sun beats down on the colorful buildings, casting a warm glow over the ancient city. Merchants in tunic and sandals with camels from distant lands peddle their wares, their voices blending in a cacophony of trade.

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[art by Ray Harryhausen] the vibrant city of Cartagena in 250 BC, before the Roman era, before the middle age. The air is thick with the scent of spices and the sound of bustling markets fills the streets. The sun beats down on the colorful buildings, casting a warm glow over the ancient city. Merchants in tunic and sandals with camels from distant lands peddle their wares, their voices blending in a cacophony of trade.

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