Suddenly, my plan to conquer the world tourism industry was foiled by the Rebel Alliance! Somehow they managed to decode the Empire's travel by map technology (shocking, I know) and captured me on my way to New York City. I was taken to an Alliance Base somewhere near Anchorage, Alaska. So cold. So very cold. Who knows what they would have done to me had I not escaped? Fairly easily, actually. The Force comes in very handy when under captivity.
I remain victorious and eager to continue my travels! I think I'll borrow one of these Alliance planes....
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