posted by
owlfish at 11:45pm on 18/12/2005
The head cabin steward's voice was rich and sonorous, and his words erred on the side of the poetic:
"As Toronto disappears into the morning light and we chase the sunset across the Atlantic..."
And so we did.
"As Toronto disappears into the morning light and we chase the sunset across the Atlantic..."
And so we did.
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