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i saved so many pics of this thread, i feel the need to contribute more than just this pic.
So just look at it for a minute or so. You're on a flight to Europe, it's 5 am and the pilot, in his German accent, just quietly announced: "Ladies and gentleman, we have started our descent towards Munich. On your Northwest you can see the city."
You are freshly shaved from the day before but you feel your stubbles coming through as it's been a long night. You got some sleep, but not too great. While you are checking the temperature on the ground for your ETA - 28 degrees celsius - the stewardess tips you on the shoulder. "tomato juice, sir?", asks a tall blonde lady with a slight German accent, not nearly as strong as the pilot's. You nod and smile, she hands you the drink and you press play on your iPhone. Your brandnew Bose headset plays Charles Bradley - Dusty Blue. You close your eyes as you feel the plane descend through the light, grey clouds. The sun tickles your nose through the window.
