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These days, air travel is mostly annoying, but as I prepare for an early flight to D.C., I still harbor a tiny reservoir of wonder about who will be seated next to me. It actually happened once, that there was an attractive man across the aisle with whom I chatted, swapped phone numbers and eventually went on to have a passionate relationship. He lived on a farm down a dusty road in what I perceived as the middle of nowhere, and as a die-hard city girl, there was never much hope for it to last. But the sex was awesome. So you never know. Have you ever found romance on a plane?
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