We may spend the better part of our professional lives projecting strength and toughness, but we are all in the end creatures of appalling fragility and vulnerability. Out of the millions of people we live among, most of whom we habitually ignore and are ignored by in turn, there are always a few who hold hostage our capacity for happiness, whom we could recognize by their smell alone and whom we would rather die than be without.
From Alain de Botton’s “A Week In The Airport,” a short little work of characteristic depth and insight into life as lived for a week at Heathrow.






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