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I almost crapped my pants today, after a strenuous 6-day cruisin' to C concourse lo and behold who is there but "Sir" Branson. Anyways, after tea and crumpets we discussed taxes, the Queen, the global flyer, etc., etc., (You know the old song and dance). Apparently the contract is done and soon we can non-rev to the "Galactic Destinations."
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