Benjamin Voros I watch the city fade into little blinking lights. No matter how many times I board a plane, the view always amazes me. I could be in middle-of-nowhere Midwest, the cornfields decorated with little specks of gold from cars traveling the lonely backroads, or taking flight over Las Vegas, the city pulsing with […]
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