We made this edition at the gate for our early flight to San Francisco, penned in by bags and under a tight deadline. We are now in California, so the presses obviously ran as expected, though we are all a bit more tired than usual here at newsletter time and are deciding just now, late in a drawn-out second sentence, to hit the sack.

When you’re drawing the Parade on a narrow little counter in the boarding area, you produce what is strangely the first landscape edition of Parade in history.

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