Human Parts
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Human Parts

How One Stranger and an Amtrak Bathroom Taught Me the True Spirit of Christmas

Planes always seem like time-travel to me. Those aluminum-skinned time machines make me feel weird, strangely dislocated, as if I were ripped from the world and then plopped down in some bizarre and unfamiliar environment like the Dallas-Fort Worth airport. Terminals are unnatural places for humans. I used to love them back when people were allowed to wait…

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Zaron Burnett III

Zaron Burnett III

writer at MEL magazine, essay & short stories at Medium, and always in the mood for donuts

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