Chapter seven.

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11 July 2003
Trenton-Mercer Airport, Trenton,New Jersey, USA

05:24 am

I arrived at the airport five minutes ago.

06:43 am

I complained he didn't show up, and now sit next to me.

He even started a conversation with me, thus traversing: 

—Hey! he began the conversation.

—Hey!  i said a little confused. Stay on number 96?

He looked at me with a smile in the corner of his mouth.

—Yes, it looks like we'll spend 6 hours together.

After the embarrassing conversation, I slept all the way till I got home again.

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