We got it wrong. Jesus Christ we got it so wrong. Why are we so unable collectively to learn from our mistakes? And so now here I am staring out of this small window hoping to see my wife and son on another plane amongst the thousand other metal birds that are almost touching wingtips as we all hang here suspended above the white cotton-wool clouds all a-glow from the bright intense ever-present sun.
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