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A grainy satellite image loaded. It showed a small, ramshackle dock on the Paraguay River. Tied to the dock was a boat. And on the boat, unmistakable even in pixelated low-res, was a duck. A massive, unnervingly still wooden duck, its paint peeling, one eye a dark, empty socket.

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