I’m testing post

The airport is small, and a sudden swarm of indignation thickens the air. We have homes, we argue. Lives! Babies who need our care, aging parents or deadlines, a sister’s pregnancy, a dentist appointment. The airport’s solution is firm: the plane will be grounded until Thursday, but perhaps there’s a connection we can catch? Something in L.A., or SFO?


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