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National parks, spy agencies, hackers — they all say you should leave no trace. But as you ruck through the jungle toward the objective, you’re left wondering where all the fun is in that?
I mean, shouldn’t artists leave a signature? Aren’t you supposed to leave your stamp on this world?
So, as you look down on the drug-manufacturing compound in the middle of the jungle basin, you push your boot slowly into the mud, and lift it gingerly. Gotta make sure the fans of your impending justice know who did the work.