Ducks

The old man fed the ducks every morning, rain or shine. Locals called him harmless. They looked out for him. When he didn’t appear for several days, they sent police around to his tiny apartment. They found it empty–except for blueprints, fake passports, and a rubber mask of the Queen.

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