Camila + Haruki
I packed my suitcase and took a virtual taxi from the hotel to Narita. When I got to the check-in counter, the airline attendant asked for my TAP ID.
—But I’m not an anarchist! I said.
She shook her head. —I’m sorry sir. I’m not authorized to issue boarding passes to non-TAP members at this time.
—Please, help me. I’m desperate.
—Sir, I wish I could.
—I’m begging you.
—The 1440 left an hour ago.
—Wait, what? I don’t understand.
—Step outta line, sir.