“It’s Too Noisy, I’m Not Paying to Listen to Your Baby Cry for 3 Hours
and the boisterous bravado in his eyes flickered out like a candle in a sudden draft. The recognition was palpable, not just to Mr. Cooper, but to everyone within earshot who sensed the shift in energy. The cabin, filled with the ambient hum of flight, seemed to pause, the attendants frozen in their service, passengers…
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