Face?

by Luc Lang

True, we'd all overdone it with the blow, with joints as fat as cucumbers, and in the cabin we were seriously ripped, already in the wide blue yonder... but on the ground, earlier, we'd been clean, straight, planning the flight, readying the parachute gear, everything was thoroughly checked...there was a wait for a while before takeoff for the wind to drop, a cameraman from regional France 3 TV was with us, along to film us in free fall, we were supposed to create beautiful group formations...a long-drawn out hour on the ground chatting and smoking dope in a hangar, sitting on pallets, with this Laurent guy from France 3, he had a big Betacam on his knees and had already done several stories on skydiving.

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