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I'm standing in the center aisle of an airplane. The stewardess (she looks familiar...) approaches me and explains that they've promised everyone a show, so I'm going to skydive out the emergency exit as the plane's on final approach for landing. I've never jumped out of a plane before. Oh, it's easy. You can't mess it up, she explains. (Does she sound like she knows what she's talking about because she knows what she's talking about, or is she one of those people who just makes a habit of sounding confident and reassuring?)

At 4AM in the real world I wake up with a start, roll over, and google "how to skydive".