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COPYRIGHT 2006 All rights reserved. Reproduced by permission of The Condé Nast Publications Inc.
"Do you get nervous about flying?" a man asked two women seated next to him, as they waited by the arrival gate at Kennedy Airport's Terminal 7, last Thursday afternoon. "You know, it's safer than any other form of transportation," he said. "You're more likely to have an accident in your own bathroom."
It was Day One of the newly re-upped security alert, in which the bathroom had suddenly become a kind of frequent flyer's red zone, a storeroom of forbidden goods: toothpaste, mouthwash, hair spray, hand cream, sunscreen, mascara, Visine, Clearasil, Old Spice. "No Liquids, Gels, and Aerosols"...
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