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“Harvey, where are you going?” Mrs. Crew asked when she visited Harvey two days after the last time that she had talked with him and he just suddenly vanished being taken away by those men in black that all seemed up for nothing good. She had been wondering how he was but she had been busy. “Why are you packing your clothes and cleaning your house?” Harvey looked at her from folding his slightly best clothes amongst the worn-out ones and made sure that he would be able to conceal his identity as a garbage man once he stepped foot in their mansion once again. He felt like even their maids and assistants looked as rich as them because of how they moved elegantly while they were assisting the Vice President’s family. He knew they were preparing things for him, but he somehow wanted to bring
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