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You are standing in a large crowd of people. They are all screaming and waving banners. The barricades start moving and the entourage of the President's motorcade approaches. The Presidents steps out of his vehicle and starts his walk to the podium. You squeeze through the crowd to get a better look. As you approach the boundary markers the President walks right past you. So close you catch a whiff of his aftershave. He makes eye contact with you. As he passes, an envelope falls to the ground. You scoop it up hurriedly. This might be your 15 seconds of fame to rescue the President's property and give it back. But then you look down, CLASSIFIED! is the only thing printed on the envelope. Curiosity is pounding you, and even in those few seconds the President is far enough away; he wouldn't even turn to look at you if you yelled for him
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