Air Wonders

I’m a cabinet maker, and I know a thing or two about burning through a thin layer of veneer. So I couldn't look away during a flight from Chicago when I noticed a fellow passenger burn through her personal veneer, rather quickly exposing her not so attractive inner core. At first glance, the woman assigned …

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White guilt and the taxi hustle

“THIS is terrible, I am cursed. YOU are the THIRD one in a row," the middle eastern taxi driver snarled from the front seat, his eyes glaring at me through the slit of the rear-view mirror. “How can I possibly make any money today with such undesirables?” I looked around, but it was just me and …

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