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  • Airport Survival Guide: Cry Quietly and Carry On

    The airport. A monument to mankind’s ability to take something majestic—flight, freedom, the sheer glory of defying gravity—and turn it into a sort of bureaucratic cattle prod run by people who think “urgent” is a type of seasoning. Let’s start with getting there. You set off three hours early, because apparently, even though your flight…

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  • Houston, I Have a Flyover (and Some Eggs)

    One Man’s Journey Through Delayed Flights, Concrete Madness, and Culinary Salvation. I arrived in Houston at about 2 a.m., which is, of course, precisely not what the airline promised. According to the booking, I was supposed to arrive at something resembling a human hour—dinner time, maybe, or at worst, the awkward mid-evening dead zone when…

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