Tag: Rustbelt
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Couch Surfin’ All Over the World: Part Three

I’m driving around the airport in circles. Harry’s plane just landed at noon. He will be emerging outside at the Arrivals area any minute now. The weather is a perfect Buffalonian 22 degrees and dropping, with delicate snowflakes fluttering around peacefully. I hope he brought a coat. After my third lap down Genesee Street and…
