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<div class="moz-cite-prefix">On 2/16/26 12:07 PM, <a class="moz-txt-link-abbreviated" href="mailto:zeb@qtt.se">zeb@qtt.se</a> wrote:<br>
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cite="mid:19c681109a8.2800.be0892b5d3105edcfca4f4e7e42818cb@qtt.se">What
finally made you realise the tampering, time and afterthought, or
something tangible?</blockquote>
<p>I don't know that there <i>was</i> ever any tampering. They
might have just been looking at the computer, wondering what they
could do, and then rushing the machine back to the cloakroom
before we got there. The fact they put up the delay suggests we
finished the museum sooner than they had hoped, we interrupted
their plans.</p>
<p>Certainly there are ways they could have left something behind in
the machine, but I don't know they had the ability at that date,
in that amount of time, targeting little ol' me. The fact that the
sleeping computer was still sleeping soundly suggests they maybe
didn't do anything. I never noticed anything strange about it
afterwards, but neither did I subject to any specific examination.</p>
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<p>I realized because even I am not infinitely dim, a considerable
amount of time before I finally realized, "Duh!", the distraction
was not an odd Chinese man inspired by Obama. No, it was a
distraction custom designed to delay <i>us</i>, to buy them a
specific amount of safety time they designed into their operation.
No accident.</p>
<p>I'll glad I did not realize at the time what was going on, I
could have gotten myself in trouble.</p>
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<p>-kb, the Kent who was freely allowed to fly home to Boston a few
days later.</p>
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