Departure.
How can I ever stop replaying those last few moments in my head? The airport’s international departure terminal is bright. White walls. White floors, glistening. New. Floor to ceiling windows line sides of the building, letting in as much natural light as possible. The entire terminal is wide open, with a high arching ceiling. It gives the illusion that everything is shiny and happy, full of fresh air and sunlight. The crowds are small on this day. People mill about in...
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