the last time i flew to london, i thought i was going to die. i was wedged into economy on a sardine flight. i couldn't move. i was considering screaming bomb or faking a malady just so the plane could be rerouted and i could get off the godforsaken thing. it was the worst billion hours in my life. bar none. okay. bar a few. it was the worst
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