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[The man whose account this is is sitting in a small, office-like space. A desk lines the walls, but instead of a door there's a red curtain separating the room from the outside. A man in a suit enters, carrying a safe-deposit box, which he sets down on the desk and unlocks before leaving and allowing the recipient to close the curtain again. When the recipient turns back towards the box, he seems to have a host of emotions- nervousness, fear, hope. He fumbles with the box for a second before opening it. Out of its contents, the first thing he picks up is a U.S. passport. He sits down as he looks at it with something like relief. "My name is Jason Bourne. I live in Paris." Jason puts the papers aside and stands back up to look into the box more fully. And that's all you get for today.]
[The man whose account this is is sitting in a small, office-like space. A desk lines the walls, but instead of a door there's a red curtain separating the room from the outside. A man in a suit enters, carrying a safe-deposit box, which he sets down on the desk and unlocks before leaving and allowing the recipient to close the curtain again. When the recipient turns back towards the box, he seems to have a host of emotions- nervousness, fear, hope. He fumbles with the box for a second before opening it. Out of its contents, the first thing he picks up is a U.S. passport. He sits down as he looks at it with something like relief. "My name is Jason Bourne. I live in Paris." Jason puts the papers aside and stands back up to look into the box more fully. And that's all you get for today.]
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