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Oddly enough, I got onto a plane with a lighter in my jacket pocket last year.
I had forgotten that we weren't supposed to have them with us. I walked through the security gate without my shoes on and my jacket on the belt going through xray. My things went through, I put my jacket back on, went to drop my keys in and felt the lighter. It then occurred to me that either the tsa agent didn't see it or didn't care.
As far as the data goes, I'm with bringing them with you, but making another set of copies and shipping them, just in case.
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"I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am" - Cormac McCarthy, All The Pretty Horses
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