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The Airporter
by stuckinaroom
Inside there is warm and outside there is rainfall.A light flickers to the beat of the wheels, alternately illuminating             eyes and humans.Off to the right there is land—full of empty—and to the left,             the airport.At the back there sits a group of four women,two with knees on vinyl seats, facing their…
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