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  • I had the pleasure of meeting and flying to New York City under the care of Antoinette yesterday. It was a very unoccupied flight so we were able to talk about what its like to be a flight attendant, Irish goats, classical music, relationships and what our lives consist of. She said that 2 years ago she figured it all out, the thing every one is trying to figure out... the whole 'why are we here' thing. She said it was simple, her purpose in life is to be kind to and to love others. Her eyes told me she knew what she was saying and that she lived accordingly. That's why she let me photograph her, as it turns out. I don't fault folks that aren't down with ideas like this but i really like the ones that are. They remind me all of the things i forget.
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