So this morning I was supposed to fly to Cincinnati, OH, which actually means flying to Covington Kentucky, just across the Ohio river. (One of the rivers over which escaping slaves crossed in the antebellum U.S., But I digress).
I get to Logan in Boston at about 5:10am for a 6:00 flight, but get through [...]

I wonder how people who ate here the day before are feeling?
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