Early June of 1992, it's the start of summer in the Belgian city of Antwerp and a walker spots a body floating in the murky water of the Groot Schijn river.It's a stark spot, this small corner of green surrounded by the industrial hum of the city; just yards away, cars speed along on one of the city's busiest stretches of dual carriageway, while standing in the foreground is the imposing shadow of the sports palace, Antwerp's equivalent to Wembley arena.Here, too, is a water treatment plant, and it is against a grate leading to the plant that the body has washed up.
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