The airport is a relatively new, stately structure, with high ceilings 
of empty space on the inside. Only passengers are allowed out of the 
parking lot that sits in front and into the airport itself. A guard sits 
on a low stone wall and asks if all five of us are passengers, even 
though only three of us carry luggage, and when we say yes he waves us 
on with a look that he knows we're lying but decides to let it slide and 
remains sitting on his wall.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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