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I landed a plane

Today I went flying with my brother Eric. He let me land the airplane. Twice. It’s amazing how soaring through the air, sometimes dropping a hundred feet per second, gives you an odd sense of comfort. There’s so little parallax in the world below that it seems it couldn’t possibly hurt you, and when you come plummeting to the earth, having been so high, it seems so near that it couldn’t possibly hurt you.

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