Every morning I drive my old Ford to work.

I park at the steps to my office/departurelounge/restaurant.


I rent this small place at Margarita Air Clubs own airfield TMAC.

When you go out to the terrace and look to your left you will see my old DC-3 when I'm not flying some obscure customers to where ever they want to go.

Look to your right and you'll be in for a surprise. My brand-spanking new Boeing 737. Freshly painted and without any rust.

Let's have a closer look. It's bloody expensive to buy one.

But hey, you know our slogan: You pay, We fly.

Thanks for looking,
Crash







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