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Counterfeit Constellations
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Marcus arrived out of breath, lugging a fancy camera. He took one look through it and went pale. "Priya, that's not a star and it's not a satellite. The color's all wrong. And whatever it is, it's pointed right at this rooftop." They both turned slowly to stare at the blue dot, suddenly feeling very watched.
They followed the beam's angle and spotted a drone hovering silently above the next building. Marcus waved his arms, and the drone slowly dropped onto the roof. A speaker on it crackled to life: "Nice work finding me. I'm a contest. First to spot me wins a real telescope." Priya and Marcus high-fived. They'd won.
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