Now Arriving... : Coming into Los Ang-uh-lese
Acrid air, bleating horns and, occasionally, Molly Ringwald. Ah, the magic of Los Angeles International Airport. It is encouraging that in this age of private jetdom even the big boys and girls occasionally enter our fair city through the portals of a public facility.
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