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In a rush I ran towards the square, dropping my bag on the way. I halted and turned around my eyes searching for my bag. I turn my head slightly and see someone trip. I run towards him and see the cause of the trouble. I scoop up my bag that was lying at his feet. Leaving the clumsy man on the ground, I run toward the throng of primitive humans.

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