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josnamz  [Feb 08, 2010 at 12:56 AM]
captain came back, asked if he were the FAM, he identified himself, then told him to move up front as there were empty seats. Amazing. So, clearly, there are some problems with the program
sdkqolh  [Feb 25, 2010 at 09:45 AM]
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dkjskfd  [Mar 18, 2010 at 11:10 AM]
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lqx01  [Jun 03, 2010 at 06:54 AM]
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