I am dumped into the garbage truck, I keep my breathing under control even though the smell hits me full force the truck starts to move, I keep calm when I realize that I am actually leaving the city '' where is this going '' I think . in a few minutes we are on the road the garbage inside the truck starts to move it must be some kind of garbage disposal system and if I am not fast enough I will end up like them I throw myself forward the bucket that was open starts to close and I throw myself with everything on the road
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The meetings have been over for half an hour I lo
