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This here section is about the firm. What We do, what we want and so forth. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. This here section is about the firm. What We do, what we want and so forth. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. This here section is about the firm. What We do, what we want and so forth. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. This here section is about the firm. What We do, what we want and so forth. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. This here section is about the firm. What We do, what we want and so forth. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. In the middle of the night, lit only by moonlight, a dark clad man slowly makes his way between the parked trucks, large cages and many wagons that makes the renowned travelling circus. He tries not to make a sound as he walks towards an old wagon with a build in stone chimney at the far end. He sneaks in the wooden front door, and no more than a couple of minutes later he comes running out, with some oblong object clutched at his chest. No longer worrying about being silent he tries to make his way out the big encampment as fast as his legs can carry him. Suddenly he hears a deep menacing growl that touches some primal fear otherwise long forgotten. He looks over, his legs no longer obeying his commands, and what he sees makes him trip and fall flat on his stomach. A large tiger has awoken and is starring at him with hungry eyes. It slowly opens its mouth and growls displaying some impressive long fangs. Trying to pull his gaze away from the rows of sharp teeth he realises that the huge cat is behind bars and cannot get to him. He quickly sorts out his legs and once again starts running towards the outskirts of the campsite. Making his escape.

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