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AT THE BOARDING LOUNGE

by @PS_Bhutan

Some are running, some in panic, finding platforms and gates. Some on visits, some on tour, with families, officials or mates. Some at the enquiry, first timers in confusion, asking for directions. Some shopping, gifts and mementoes, some at the phone charging locations. It seems a place that never goes to sleep, and never rests a while Reaching people to destinations, near or across thousands of mile. The announcement above echoes, on every notifications and details. They leave no stones unturned, the crew and the members of all Airways. Copyright © PS
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PS_Bhutan
50 / M / Bhutan
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Written by
PS_Bhutan
50 / M / Bhutan
Published
Jul 2, 2018
Time
2m
Tags
#airport#flying#stewards#pilot
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