In the video, the move is smooth, practiced: As Tiffany slides past the wheelchair, she reaches down and swipes half the girl’s sandwich. Grinning at a friend around a bite, Tiffany joins the line to board. The girl stares, slack-jawed.
On Twitter, Tiffany’s first post after landing reads, “What the—?”
Her second, “Oh God.”
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They say you can’t take it with you, but no one told Judge Marin. When we caught him trying to slip the border, we found his bribes transmuted to gold—and fused into the ample flesh of his torso. It was, the newspapers declared, a particularly heinous case of graft.
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Summer. Jack plays computer soccer. Finn studies the older boy’s fourth-grade math books, face crinkled with concentration, almost crying. We’re perplexed: the kindergartner’s torture is self-imposed. [….]
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The pages of my grandmother’s personal cookbook were yellowed, brittle; any recipe not in her hand, a heavily annotated clipping.
“You aren’t looking through my old recipes again, are you?” she called from the deck.
I turned the page. [….]
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No one much asks business or pleasure these days. But if anyone did, and if Kristenia answered honestly, she’d say revenge, a real conversation killer. Her mark wears a new name, doesn’t recognize grown-up Kristy as he takes payment (cash), tells her her room number (22), asks what she does.
Find people, she replies, and, with an oh, eye contact stops as he readies her room key.
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I led the handcuffed, fourteen-year-old pickpocket to a seat by my desk, where I pulled up her past offenses: petty theft (6), resisting arrest (3), escape from police custody (24).
Twenty-four escapes? I looked up to an empty chair, handcuffs open on the seat. …
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