The Necklace

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  “SHE WAS one of those pretty, charming young ladies, born, as if through an error of destiny, into a family of clerks. She had no dowry, no hopes, no means of becoming known, appreciated, loved, and married by a man either rich or distinguished; and she allowed herself to marry a petty clerk in the office of the Board of Education. . . .  She had neither frocks nor jewels, nothing. And she loved only those things. She felt that she was made for them. She had such a desire to please, to be sought after, to be clever, and courted.” —THE NECKLACE Guy de Maupassant    France, 1884 (pic by Grok) Read this short story here:  https://americanliterature.com/author/guy-de-maupassant/short-story/the-necklace

The Airport's A Jungle, I Tell Ya!









Walked into this creative corridor in the Atlanta airport recently. Complete with the sounds of twittering birds.

I appreciate places like this because in all the hubbub of airport travel and the barrage of news channels (those stress me out more than travel itself), there are a few moments of quiet, soothing tones, soft lights. A place to de-stress.

No music, no noise but the sound of the People-mover.

Reminds me of Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam, where the escalator took passengers through softly psychedelic hallway.

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