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He is thinking please don't look at the briefcase at my feet. God I can smell all the way up here.
The good old days of flying when you could smoke, sit in your seat without crowding the lady or gent next to you, get on the plane without taking off your shoes/jacket/undies...
"That American acid, wow!"
reminds me of being a kid and flying Pan Am and TWA and plugging in those headphones in the armrest there..to see if I could catch a Beatles tune..
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