If you were at National airport last night, i was the weirdo who pulled a cold cob of corn out of a ziplock and started eating it in the lounge. I love me some sweet summer corn and i wasn't going toss my farmer's market bounty in the trash just cause i'm leaving the country.
9:10 a.m. - 2018-07-27
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