Sunday 26 May 2019

Airports

A little bit of hope, is what we all are looking for. Maybe that's why I like airports so much. People go somewhere full with excitement, eyes sparkling, or return from somewhere peasantly tired of new impressions and experience. True feelings, true emotions. Airports have their magic. They are like a bunch of old, classy laidies who slightly misbehave in public and everyone is ok with that. I like how people lie down on the floor, take of their shoes, strech and do all kinds of other things they wouldn't do elsewhere. And it's fine, because you can do that here, it's a safe place. You easily find yourself talking to strangers. Airports somehow unites people for a brief moment.

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