The pigeon returns
Back at home, David sat in silence, waiting. Just past midnight, he heard the familiar tapping at his window. He opened it and found the pigeon waiting patiently. He removed a small flash drive from its pouch, placed his own SD card filled with data inside, and gently sent it off again into the dark city sky. Then he turned back inside, gripping the new drive tightly in his hand.
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