The penguin strolled confidently across the open savanna, sombrero clutched tightly in it’s hand. The briefcase it had left in the service station just 5 minutes ago was due to explode any time now. It smiled an evil smile, then kept walking. Actually, waddling. It preferred to think it had a suave stroll going though. It was like that – a rather arrogant penguin, it had been in the pay of the Kremlin for some years now

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