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dispatches on long flights, even overseas. Evidently he was considered a gifted and reliable employee. For particularly important dispatches, he told me that two fliers were always sent, in case one suffered wing failure.
He was thirty-two. I asked him if he was married, and he told me that fliers never married; they considered it, he said, beneath them. "Affairs on the wing," he said, with a slight smile. I asked if the affairs were always with other fliers, and he said, "Oh, yes, of course," unintentionally revealing his surprise or disgust at the idea of making love to a nonflier. His manners were pleasant and civil, he was most obliging, but he could not quite hide his sense of being apart from, different from the wingless, having nothing really to do with them. How could he help but look down on us?
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