Non-compliant subject removal Ed flew out of Terminal 4 on a sunny June evening on the return leg of a Pakistan International Airways flight, the cabin’s stale air saturated with the sour smell of ghee. He was wedged between two large ill-tempered women and one row behind a hysterical infant. He ...
She filled her water bottle and rolled out her yoga mat. She saluted the sun and gave herself for half an hour to the rhythm of her breath. When she was done she rolled up her mat and stuffed her sleeping bag into the rucksack. She changed her underwear and socks. She ran a brush through her hair...