This book is about the way I see you when you walk through that

terminal and !nd your way to my bar. It is about the version of yourself

that shows up when you are running late and stressed and desperate for

something to take the edge o$. It is about the version of yourself that

shows up when your "ight is delayed for three hours and you have

nowhere else to go. It is about the version of yourself that shows up

when you are celebrating something wonderful, or mourning some‐

thing painful, or just trying to get from Point A to Point B without

losing your mind.