Derrick Z. Jackson
AIRLINE PASSENGERS 18D, E and F are huddled up, total strangers in a sardine can from Boston to LA as they soak in all the stale air. That is, if they haven't killed each other first, screaming, and cursing about not crushing each other's belongings in the overhead compartment. That is, if they weren't blocked at the gate for arguing ... (Full article: 675 words)
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