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Vegas, for all its lights, couldn't outshine
the moon.
"there's strength in numbers," the agent had
told us before boarding.
"there's nine for seattle. that might be
enough for them to hold the plane." we were
hopelessly behind schedule but the Seattle
Nine thundered up the jetway and dashed to
the
gate, an impassioned contingent united in
common cause, ready to fight. but there was
no need to rush,
the connecting flight was delayed and we
rejoiced at this failure of the system--at
least it was consistent. >
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