I landed in Miami at oh-dark-thirty, as we say in my family. I'd flown out of Peru, so it was 4:30 AM body time, 5:30 AM Miami time, pitch dark as I rode the sky train to the terminal. But in the midst of the terminal was this lovely atrium displaying the bright dawn, whether real or man-made, I couldn't tell. But beautiful and heart-warming, nonetheless.
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