One of the least pleasant airports in which to get stuck, in my opinion, is Chicago O'Hare. There I was: tired, hungry, grumpy, and wanting nothing more than to get home. My flight had been cancelled due to weather, and I was facing a 6 hr wait. I had only a few chapters left in my book, so I obviously needed a new one. Whoever stocked the bookstore was obviously not on the same wavelength with me, because it took me nearly half an hour to find something I wanted to purchase. It was worth the a
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