A woman waits for her smoothie at Joe and The Juice.
The landscape outside the terminal is flat, obscured by haze.
Inside, I'm appreciating the free WiFi but not the heat from proximity to these sunlit windows.
Looks a lot of workers ride their bikes here.
I'm in the Copenhagen airport waiting for my flight to Berlin, getting what feels like breakfast but is probably lunch in this time zone.
Thank the forefathers for their imperialist tendencies. An all-English menu with prices in Danish Krone.
Seems everywhere I go, they speak my language. How strange.
Stateside we can't even handle one politician speaking a few words of Spanish.
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