“The ramblings and grumblings of author Ad Hudler”

Scenes from the airport: #8485R4
Thursday, August 4, 2011

Like a flock of birds exhausted from a migratory flight, the gaggle of high-schoolers, weary from their long overseas haul, yearning to succumb to gravity, descended on my isolated spot in the Atlanta airport, settling all around me: on the floor, slouched in chairs, leaning against the wall. Jet-lagged, and quiet, and empty. And I thought: Should I feed them something?


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