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 Member 24 Level 51.86 Mar 2006 
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In my childhood, airports were a bad thing. They scared me. They were the places my father would be dropped off at before hopping a plane on a business trip, when I was left with my pretend "mommy" of the year - who would always be horrible with us girls while Dad was gone.
But these days, since I've been on a few adventures of my own, airports mean TRAVEL. While I hate security (omg take off my shoes what?), I love the excitement I associate with them. I really loved Vegas airport. THAT was fun. The place is fucking HUUUUUGE. How ya doing, buddy? |
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