Gross.

You climb into the dumpster, wincing at the disgusting smell of the trash. You wait in there and hear the officers round the corner. You hold your breath, hoping they can't hear you. The officers look around for a bit, and decide it's not worth to try and find you. They leave, and you breath a sigh of relief.

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