There are such odd rumblings in the basements and long empty corridors of the internet, coming from a room rarely visited, the door marked Eritrea in disappearing ink.

Who even knows where Eritrea is?

The Iranians do.

Put on a pot of coffee and slip into your storm gear. The waters get deep and rough, and it will be a while before we make landfall. And there are Pirates. Ready?
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