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Feb 24, 2005 00:51

At six i was at the airport thinking of words to describe the sight of the polluted horizon climbing out from beneath the tarmac. Between seven and eight I sat beside the emergency exit and starred blankly into the aisle while drinking my complimentary ice-tea. Sometime after half-past eight the city hazmat team arrived to seal off customs and ( Read more... )

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renrui February 25 2005, 12:45:10 UTC
cold indeed. every day seems closer to that sort of life, you mentioned. but there's always something holding us back.

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rideau February 25 2005, 17:45:20 UTC
always. ox.

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