IT was a hot, still summer night, just after 2am, when a volley of rockets slammed into eastern Ghouta on the outskirts of Damascus.
The blasts were small, almost like duds, rescuers recalled. But within minutes, those arriving at the scene found people choking, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.
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