My American Airlines Nightmare
A delayed flight, derelict hotel, and why I'm forcing myself to be grateful (even though I really don't want to be).
I began typing the first paragraphs of this story on Friday night from inside a musty room at the Wyndham Garden Hotel in a very ugly part of Philadelphia.
I did not choose to …
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