I had a flight at the crack of dawn this morning and was anxious about whether I would catch it, but not for the reasons you might expect. I didn’t think I would miss my flight because I had overslept; I actually thought I wouldn’t get it because my bus wouldn’t get to the airport on time. I have long given up on booking a cab to take me to the airport …
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