The plane touched down with a gentle bump, and I felt oddly refreshed despite the long flight. There’s something energizing about seeing karma delivered in such a perfectly pungent package.
“Have a good trip in New York,” I told Elias as we waited to deplane.
He nodded. “You too. And remember—”
“Always check the seal on the surströmming?” I finished for him.
“Exactly.”
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