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I'm writing this on a crowded plane, New York to San Francisco, in middle December. I didn't get the upgrade to business class. Every seat on the plane is taken. The guy in front of me has pushed his seat back so far I could be writing this in market on his bald head, which feels like it's in my lap (ugh — sorry for that image).
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