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Death, Under the Radar

Drones, Silent with The gaze of a Peregrine Falcon, that Descends Surely, swiftly, Bringing death. No trial by law, Just obliteration. And like the Peregrine, It knows no borders.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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