080: Security Awareness

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"My password is very secure," she bragged. "I use two-factor authentication."
"Ha," He said. "That's nothing. I use a personally encrypted password manager. I can't be hacked."
I smiled. "Amateurs. My password is inscribed in blood on a parchment hidden in a duck egg inside of a rabbit in a locked chest buried beneath a haunted oak at the center of a fog-shrouded labyrinth on a desolate island in the North Sea." They all looked duly impressed.
My phone buzzed, and my face fell as I checked the alert.
'We noticed a new login to your account, Koschei!'

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