If you buy something using links in our stories, we may earn a commission. This helps support our journalism. Learn more. Please also consider subscribing to WIRED On an August workday in 2011, a cherubic 18-year-old Icelandic man named Sigurdur âSiggiâ Thordarson walked through the stately doors of the U.S. embassy in ReykjavÃk, his jacket pocket concealing his calling card: a crumpled photocopy
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