I got back to Brooklyn late Tuesday night, after a typically arduous journey: everyone who warned me that air travel this summer comes with challenges was really not kidding. There were multiple delays; there was a we-can’t-find-your-reservation tête a tête at check-in; there was the most wildly unruly and lengthy line at JFK passport control that I hav…
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