I opened my eyes and the cabin had changed; an oxygen mask was wrapped and fastened tightly around my head; I struggled to breathe; before my burning eyes the gigantic fluorescent vision of an air hostess grinned rapturously as if showing off her flashy orthodontic work from a famous clinic in Taiwan. What was going on, the words had changed on all the signs, the uniforms were different colours, and the air hostesses looked like attractive lady boys; was I even on the same flight?
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