... is not, any longer, Los Angeles: at least, not directly below me. Goodness knows where this plane might be over - maybe Wisconsin, by now? Somewhere stormy, judging by the turbulence that's causing us to lurch from side to side some 39,000 feet up here. En route to NYC to an MLA committee meeting - something that would normally be a great treat, but I'll only be there 36 hours or so, which is barely enough to breathe the air inside a meeting room.
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