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一豬 王 Opening it up, Richard Opoku's face stared back at me from the corner of his driver's licence. It was one of a cache of personal documents, belonging to various people, that had been gleaned over time from a site where small boats used by migrants to cross the Mediterranean had been dumped. It had been recovered several years ago and my curiosity was piqued - I wanted to know the story behind the licence. 娛樂城
