It started on an airplane. But then again, don’t all boring stories?
It was a pre-dawn flight, the kind that requires you to arrive at the airport at a time when I used to be getting home from a night out. Your fellow passengers — some still in their pajamas — shuffle quietly through the TSA line, stand silently in line a…
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